Art

Suffering makes good art
Or so we've been led to believe
But what of it?
Is it not enough to simply be
Human

To wake up and live
And return to bed
To share a smile across a room
To fall asleep on your books
To see someone day after day
But never know their name

There is art to be found

Everywhere

But is it good?
Do people want to hear
Of homework undone
Dishes unwashed

Laughter shared over a joke unfunny

Art forces us to think
Challenges us
Lets us escape
But do we really want
To flee to a world no different than our own?