Along the way my ocular hit
A blooming rose with thorns in it
Without a thought I got it picked
And that girl who I somehow think

I handle the rose so caring so gentle
So calmly I pluck one of its petals
Yeah she loves me I whispered gracefully
As hope tickled me that we're meant to be

But animosity was just around the corner
As she loves me not was the next word I utter
With just this single petal I lost my amor
But fortunately chances are still more

It flatters me to pick every single petal
As it excites my being and my mere verbal
Picking every no is not a real deal
Coz she loves me is what I really feel

As the altering routine goes on
The poor thing destroyed without caution
I ruined a flower like man takes dope
Plucked all its petal in search for hope

When the petals dwindles from so much rip
Was then my tears begun to drip
The thought-so last petal reveals she loves me not
That I throw the rose with so much wrath

As I was about to leave I cast my last glance
With hope for a sweet last chance
And that final glimpse makes my smile grew
What I thought last petal there are still two

I was once locked in love that should never existed
A love for me was bliss but others keep restricted
A blood similitude which I ignored for thee
But my firmness dissolves as she so disagree

It came to hit me up that it was really wrong,
Like a redundant lyric does devastate a song,
To make a better one we need diversity,
Combine distinctive genres that still fruits harmony

And as I go along I was shackled again
In love wherein I felt immense fidelity
Devotedness that turns me oh so formidable
Of what will I then be if she vanishes to me

I came with an agenda to be just alter ego
Remaining just a cover of my beloved pillow
Guess that in this way things would truly last
Until she realized the world was really vast

This mere lady I know for me is the one
Unluckily oh fool my girl is all **** gone
And my adversary? All but wrong insight
To treat her only just like bestfriend for life

I was locked in both loves full of malevolence
One is adversity the other's imprudence
One I know was just a bitter destiny
The other's not dealt well and lost regretfully

Loves really do talk much hyperbole
It makes us take a walk thousand miles a day
We even act imbecile and so peculiar way,
Just to see a smile that do blow us away

Do anticipate in every open door,
A lovely being that you would madly adore,
Who'll shift your atmosphere like never before,
A girl that does deserve your sweetest endeavor

That lady who will woke up your very sense,
Is she who's worthy of your sweet benevolence,
She who'll charmingly put smile up in your face,
Is she who'll surely turn your world a better place

The enigma of love is its surprising style,
To fall a world by just her astounding smile,
Even the havoc sure would tend to reconcile,
Even the wicked I will still walk her down the aisle