I need a madeup poem with figurative language and 5 sentences

figure it out you noob

Explanation:

choice a

doing art isn't as easy as it seems.

especially if you're a beginner that will enter your first competition soon.

art is a hard subject and it isn't just drawing a simple apple and colouring it red.

art isn't just drawing, that's what makes it so difficult.

if you don't have passion for art in your heart, than your art piece would have an empty meaning, and something empty in a big competition isn't a spectacular thing.

there I was 3 days before the competition, drowning in art homeworks due the next day. 15 pieces undone and still not close to being Finnished. scratching my head because I couldn't find references that match what I'm going for. 8 crumpled A4 sized papers in the old rusty metal bin and the clock ticking endlessly in my head telling my that my time is running out.

I worked as hard as I can, searching for references for my next piece and painting my current abstract piece at the same time.

one hour had passed and I was finally done with my first piece, it was around 1 pm in the afternoon and I still didn't have my inspiration for the next piece. The task felt so impossible and was frustrating my poor brain-less head. I kept on encouraging and motivating myself to give my all and hurry up, because if I don't finish all the given work, I fail. and no, if I just submitted 14 out of 15 pieces I still fail, because I'm your local procrastinator, and these 15 pieces aren't the actual assignment I was meant to do, but just a small extra credit since I didn't bother to do my actual assignment.

but on the bright side, 14 pieces to go.

2 hours had passed and my grumbling stomach was all that filled my small room, besides the clock tauntingly ticking. but not eating breakfast and lunch was worth-it because I'm only down to 10 pieces.

several hours had passed by again and it was 1 am, I had finally Finnished all my work. I submitted it online and threw myself to my beloved bed, not minding my dark baggy eyes from looking at the screen for a long time searching for the impossible reference to find.

I nearly gave up in the process, but I thought of my future and if I fail this subject I might never make it to royal college of art, my dream college in London.

I remember I was mentally crying my heart out on the day of the art competition. I didn't have time to prepare and for the online competition, we had to make 10 pieces that matches each other forming a great picture with a hidden story, which the judges could spot.

it was due in 3 days and I was having a hard time thinking of what to do.

pressure was dragging me down, but I had to do it. it was an impossible task since I was afraid I might mess up and had to start all over again, with limited time.

my head was throbbing with anxious thoughts and there was no escape.

a few hours later, after recovering, I finally had an idea of what could impress the judges, but the bad news was that I had another art assignment due in the next day.

I didn't know which to do and which would give me more benefit, since I had to leave one behind for the sake of limited time.

I panicked, but decided to do an overnight session of the competition art piece first, then the art assignment.

some hours passed, and I made a mistake in my first three pieces. they weren't the same colour for one of the figures, so I had to do an overnight and morning to afternoon session to fix just three pieces.

it was extremely difficult, but I made it.

pressure and anxiety got to me at first, but after 3 days, I successfully completed both of my not-impossible-any-more pieces.

And the result for who won the competition is just the next day...