White, spread out in all directions

White, spread out in all directions.

From the clothes people wear to the sidewalk they walk on, that is all there is.

But this does not depress me in the least.

Because the world is my canvas,

To do with it as I can.

With each stroke of my brush,

With each line of my chalk,

The world is changing before my eyes.

Inspired by me drawing all over my bedroom walls. So, more literal than you might think.