(this is not a part of the poem but i have uploaded a song/poem of an collection I will start working on later, also the girl in the picture isn't me, I took it from Google)
(roses aren't red.....
violets aren't blue......
but blood is red......)
(crayons.....crayons.... crayons)
bring everything to life
or see it die
read a nursery rhyme
just to see us die
why don't you colour our lives?
do you just want to make us die?
colour us, colour of lives
or live a fate which will change your life,
(background music stops).
roses are red, voilets are blue
but they're all dead.....
so roses aren't red, violets aren't blue
cuz they're all dead
(background music plays)
you won't use a paint brush
to colour us up
nor will you use crayons
to colour us up
you just want to see us die
when will you understand our pain
you always push use to our edge
you never colour use any colour,
not bright colour, no happiness just push us in,
don't push me too far or I will be useless
yet you push us too far,...