The Metal Paint Brush

I have a little paint bush,
that sits beside my bed

When I get emotional
I paint till I'm almost dead.

The first stroke kinda hurts
but the seconds not so bad

I know the people hate it
I know it makes them sad

They always seem to tell me
"Its a stupid thing to do"

But if they had my life
They would do it too.

So I pick it up and slash my wrist
"Oh that hurt so bad!"

But now I'm gone and now I see
That was a great life I use to have.