My First Official Work (and it's an original. first draft)

ok this is a bit scary for me since i never EVER EVER let people read my writing. (LIKE NEVER!!!!) and now here i am posting it on the internet for everyone to see... scary.

Staring at the wall
White paint and fingerprints
I look behind the dirt and grime
And underneath I see something.
It's not what you might see, it's what I see.
An tapestry; unknowingly made
"Unknowingly"... ignorance is woven into it.

Ignorance of it's creation, of it's beauty and of it's meaning.
I see the unperfected art of a baby;
The broken lines of a retard;
The smudges of a cripple;
The shake of an unsure hand.

I see it all.
To you, it's a dirty wall;
To me, it's a masterpiece of variety.
But even masterpieces have to be washed off the wall.