Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
I know it's hard,
but you'll make it through
with your head up high,
and friends by your side
ready to hold you
whenever you cry.
You have so much left,
so much to do.
That alone is a motive
for you to fight through.
The roses are still red,
and violets are blue.
They'll be here a while,
and so should you.