that rose that grows is surrounded by the suns light, glowing
that rose grows, while my rose dies
my beautiful rose
with the smell of a million roses together
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i am stressed out
i see math everywhere
math math math!
when i'm reading
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i wanna rip it out, this thing i feel, what's it called? pumping in my chest?
through the tubes, i wish they'd protest,
they tangle and twirl, both blue and red,
why can't you see, we're just like them?
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you say you need it
you say you wish you didnt
you stopped for months once, until i slipped
and it gave you a reason to smoke
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i should have known when you told me you fell for me when you thought you still loved her
when you said you became confused about who you loved anymore
i should have known you would do it to me
because your trying to hide things from me
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as i sit in my chair on the coast watching the waves i think about relaxing in the water just for a while
i start to walk to the water coming ashore
i look up at the waves further out
all of a sudden i gasp at the intense coldness of the water i feel on my recently warm toes, still its calming though, with the heat still trapped on my face, i walk deeper
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i met this girl today
it hurts my heart to even think about whats in hers
stumble down the path of life
taking every wrong turn, setting herself up to get hurt
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the petals outside on my roses
beauty
i am not a perfection like those roses
i could not come close
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