+crossroads+

Every day feels like a conversation I never asked to have. One voice whispers about kindness, purpose, and becoming something better. The other promises comfort, anger, temptation, and the easier path. Neither ever stops talking. Most days I find myself somewhere in the middle, overwhelmed by the noise, screaming inside because I don't know which voice deserves to be heard. The battle isn't happening around me. It's happening within me. This piece is a self portrait of that struggle. I drew myself caught between two worlds, pulled in opposite directions by good and evil, trying to figure out which voice is truly mine. Maybe that's what being human is. Not living without temptation, but learning which whisper deserves your attention.