first i was a stub, pure and small
i was cute but not yet beautiful
as they years went by i was still a stub
when someone i loved died
i died a little too, not yet grown
my heart wasnt yet full
until you came
you swept me up and there i became a rose
we ignored those who tryed to step on us
you left me one day but i did not die
i was bruised and in pain
with my head held high i lived
i would not wither because of you
i feel pain a lot
but i always remember
it could be worse
i could be you
you who has no heart
no feelings
just the instinct to hurt and destroy hearts
the ones i loved and loss could never amount to how much pain you put me through
you know
i must be so lucky i had you to tell me
wake up and dont beleive in farytales
thank you for making my my life a heck of a lot harder
tigers_bloody_rose Community Member 
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