'Singing Badly Is Better Than Not Singing At All' by Ravyn LaRue

I was writing midnight poems in my head
thinking about how an artist I admire
had been ranting on twitter about how
his work isn’t good enough
and that he isn’t as proud of himself as others are of him
and I wondered if this was due
to his dealings with depression
since I haven’t felt truly proud of anything I’ve made
since about November, hence about seven months
likely due to my own depression
yet I keep on with my art, not because I think it’s good
but because I feel there isn’t any alternative
if I were to quit doing what I do, I would feel less human
so then I began thinking
about how I want to be an Ed Wood
I want to press on regardless of what I or anyone else thinks of my art
not because I’m caught up on quality
since, believe me, I don’t currently care for my own stuff
but because that is how I need to exist
and the art I need to make
is what I need to put my energy into
since if I were to channel my energy elsewhere
who knows what would happen
and I, at least, cannot afford to find out