“Roses are Dead, Violets are Crying,
My garden has wilted,
I got tired of trying,
The butterflies disappeared, i don’t feel them inside,
And i really do fear, that they have also died,
The vines are cut down,
The animals are lifeless on the ground,
My garden is vacant, nothing alive has
Been found, i’m falling asleep,
Everything is black, i’m actually happy,
There is no going back”