Inspiration:
Ah, those voices inside my head….No, not that kind!
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and colored pencils.
The Critic
He said I’d never make it,
that I’d fail, was no good,
that winning required having skills
I didn’t have, and never would.
Always my worst critic,
he saw every armor chink,
exploited all my weakest points,
made me second-guess my re-think.
But I’ve learned not to listen
so I can sing the victor’s song,
I silenced his voice inside my head
and finally proved myself wrong!