Roses are red,
Violets are blue;
You are always in my head
But you have no clue.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue;          
I'm still here lying on my bed
Thinking of you.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue;
Dreaming for us to be wed,
Is there a chance for me and you?

I am enough**



…



aren't I?

Take off my lipstick
It makes me feel slutty
Rub off my eyeliner
Ill never be pretty

Change into pajamas
And then lay in bed
Pretend your cuddling with me
You cant take back the words you said

Those ugly words hurt
And they proved me right
Im not special just like I thought
But it still hurts that you want me out of your sight

Will i ever get to know
What about me is so bad
I try my best at everything
Is it cause im easily sad?

You think I dont know all my flaws?
They repeat in my head all the time
So you dont have to point them out
Id be lying if I said I was fine