Pictures can hide a lot,
your pain; your vanity...
There is something inside
Trying to get out...
Roses are red,
Violets are blue...
You're an angel brought down
From heaven for me...
I dont understand why i run
whenever you go to hold my hand...
There sre times when everyone
has to say whats on there mind...
I am torn apart by my actions
The lies and the pain...
Angels do live on earth
they can come in many forms...
If I was blind you would be my sight
If I was darkness you would be my light...