I don’t Know whether to thank you

or to hate you

Yes my heart is broken

Yes I’m feeling so blue

No more words to be spoken

I guess it’s really the truth that we’re through

The numbness is uncomfortable

But even so

It seems as though I’ve gotten into this flow

I’m creating so much you know

My best works often come from the hurt

I make masterpiece when I feel like dirt

Is that how being an artist works

I don’t want to say thanks

Because I hate you

Look at what you’ve put me through

All my concepts revolve around you

I saw your face in hundreds of pieces I drew

Felt your embrace caressing me with each hue

I don’t know what to do

Thank you

For like Picasso I am forever blue