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if he couldn't handle the thorn he shouldn't have craved the rose
roses are red
violets are blue
outside i'm smiling
but inside i'm dying
how did i get so lucky with you?
you always found a way to make me feel blue
everything with color seems to have lost it's beautiful hue
i can't see the flowers dew
i just can't seem to break through
how dare you fuck me up this bad
everybody won't stop asking me why i am so sad
but i can't tell them it's you
you used to always come through
my image of you was so construed
but now all my feelings are strewed
i can't seem to trust
you fell for her like she was wearing angel dust
if only you had felt comfortable to discuss
but now when i think of you all i feel is disgust
when someone mentions your name all i want to do is cuss


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