Black Rose

Don\'t you see the black rose.
don\'t you see that itâ??s petals are falling,
the blackness is fading,
the black rose is disappearing.
Now, all the Black Rose sees is dirt,
6 feet under,
sheâ??s dead.
She lost her petals, her color, the strength
to stand straight.
Donâ??t you see her casket,
donâ??t you see black roses surrounding her
Now you cant see the Black Rose.
You wonâ??t know what she would grow into.
You wont see how beautiful she blooms.
Cause the Black Rose stands for death
and death is all that came to her.
She wanted to be loved,
She wanted to be known,
but all she got is hate...
from everyone...