Roses are red
violets are blue
will anyone care
if i die
if i do
will they understand
life is precious
something i didnt enjoy
it depends how you view it
it depends what you show
i chose to hide
all of the pain
all of the sorrow
i chose to hide
my misrable life
is now leaking through
people find out
the pain i went through
the hate i recived
started at 7
I just left being eleven
im now 12
couple more years
So i can leave
the misrable life
i have grown up in
good bye to my brother
good bye to my dad
good bye to my mom
good bye to my best friend
good bye to my crush
good bye to my girl friends
goob bye to my guy frineds
the happy girl i used to show
has drowned in her sorrow
i will show more pain than happy
good bye to being happy
and posibly my life