I can't carry that weight...

for the past two weeks... ive ugh... i've had a lot of personal issues with myself and meds. i'm on have a side effect of depression. i first sketched this piece out on an miserable regular school thrusday... i fell down in the hallway after one of my mods, real late to class... and dropped all my books. to think of it now... i really wish i could just sit here like i sit in this drawing. because with as lonely as i feel... ugh... nothing seems to help. i'll get a burst of happiness- come up with a new art piece. and then being bymyself just gets me back in that blue. i guess i also just want to talk to joe.. just like tell him everything. i haven't seen him in a week... let alone have any private time going on two. i guess it's why i've got so much to post now- i've been doing nothing but drawing... and waiting around.<br />
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to sum it up this piece is a result of my overflowing emotions for the month that i just can't handle.<br />
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i guess... we are all capable of sadness.<br />
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(oh and the lyrics on the drawing "...I'm weary of eyes upon my scars..." is from the song -Here in my Room- by Incubus.)<br />
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::::Supplies Used:::: sketched in .5mm lead mechanical pencil, inking done in Staedtler .1, .3, .5, & .7 pigment liners, along with thin tipped sharpie markers, Colored in Prisma colored pencils, blended with white and colorless blender and blending stick.<br />
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::::Time Taken:::: period of 5 days, about 3 hours<br />
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Bin and Original Artwork (c) Robin Joos 2005