Do Not Give Me Red Roses Poem by Mystykka Mysterious

Do not give me red roses,
For red roses are cliché.
They resemble things,
Of different means,
And I won't know what to say.

I, you do not love,
And for I, you do not care.
You only want me,
For superficial things,
So I will not be there.

When you laugh,
When you cry,
I will not be there when you die.

Do not give me red roses,
For red roses are cliché.
I don't want you,
I'll only be true,
So please just go away.