Paint dripped from your eyes onto the table that became your personal canvas
you wondered how the world could be so cruel to someone it doesn't even know
and you created your artwork from that sadness within
and people saw you but they did not see how you created it

reds mixed in with blues as the colors started to blend in
it became a symbol of your pain
but everyone enjoyed it and told you to continue
so you did

When that one person stopped and watched its making they asked you why
you couldn't give a solid answer
all that you knew was that it happened and it gave you some peace
so you continued
although they still don't understand