A rose is what i am. beautiful and free.
But then you came around. look what you've done to me.
You picked me from all the others. and put me in a vase.
I saw you everyday. everyday i saw your face.
i admit i fell in love. i fell in love with you.
But then things started changing. look what you started to do.
You didnt give me anything. i started getting weak.
You started treating me bad. like i was some kind of a freak.
Yet i still stick with you. no matter how much pain i took.
But i guess you dont see that. why dont you take a look.
You plucked off my pedals. leaving me bare.
But what did it matter? you didn't care.
I began to hurt. i began to turn brown.
With out your love. i began to fall down.
I was once nice. once happy and red.
Now that you forgot me. this rose is sad and dead.
