Elegant roses with petals so bright. I think about you often you left in the night. You said I didn't care but you didn't either. I'm tired of being sick. Am I running a fever? I was once a strong beliver in someone above. Now I can't see past the stars. I think about love. I'll drink in the night; sing in the morning. I have a lot of problems, but cant start the mourning. Warning signs keep me awake all the time. Because I don't wanna be alone when I die. So I have made a goal. I think about it often. It's already been done. Believe me it's important. The key to my sadness is what drives my life. Metaphors and smiles are what I show outside. I cant sleep alive, and I dont dream about death. Maybe one day I can see you again. It could be the first time, but its probably the last. I won't know until the time has past. So I'll sit around with my pack of Turkish Royals. Thinking of you. Thinking I'm Royal.