Hanging In The Attic Poem by Jacob Rudd

Why can i see nobody else going through this pain this agony?
Are they the lucky one’s?
I look at you turn away It was the wind’s fault
It blew You
I guess That I shouldn’t of done what i did
But I do believe you hurt me also
You left me
Roses are red violets are blue i loved you but you didn’t love me
So you left me
But now you are hanging in my attic we can be together forever
The only difference is you can’t run
You’re mine again
Roses are red violets are blue i love you And well you have no choice