"the paint"

the paint

""In the world of my life is like ,
 a piece of drawing paper...,
 all I need when drawing be careful and color carefully ...
 Some times every..
time I draw something ..
 I want there are only birds crows are coming slowly..
and harass me..
 Until I was forced to temporarily delay the self..
 To find something that may prevent them from disturbing me again. ,
after I do this way..
 To prevent..it...
From disturbing me..,
in fly away..the "crows" anf then...
I. Was to continue drawing again,
 but there just is disturbing me...
All of a sudden heary rain..
and I could not avoid the rain...
Whe I wat to take the painting to go to places that can shelter ..,
But thE painting was already..
Looks...
So bad ...
 And...
 not what I draw...
earlier...before....""