MY DILEMMA #ART… I know how to be stupid; I have incisions to show for it, as well as every day of my life. I do not know true happiness; you should see the walls of my heart. People say things to hurt me, with the perfect reply on my tongue; every day I die inside. Every day, every single day is a nearly impossible feat – I do not know how to stay awake, behave, and be human. They say a man is supposed to lose his child and “behave like a man,” I hold my ground and say, exactly how does a man behave?
I'm Tunde, prefer to be called ART... This is beauty as I, most times, choose to paint it.