What do you do
when your parents tell you to get a real job?
when your friends pay you no compliments?
when the cash does not flow?
when recognition is rare?
when everyone around you is moving on up above you?
when your day job tires you out so much that there is barely energy left?
when your wife and daughter provide you with so much comfort and happiness
that your drive is dulled?

What do you do?

You keep painting
Because your soul is lifeless without it
and the last man standing wins this fight