Broken Chains

89. Paint brush (same as 94.)

You were just a paint brush

And I was just the paint

The painting started off beautiful

Then you got angry

Because I was too thick

You ripped the piece to shreds

And started again

You diluted me with water

To make your painting perfect

But it never worked

So you threw out your talent

And threw away your art

And moved onto something else

I could never tell you what it was

I wasn't there for it

You threw me away too