I talk to people with a sweet smile,
Just  like a rose in bloom.
So good to look at from a mile,
But now something is about to loom.

Like a rose it has thorns,
And i lived in those thorns.
Everyday i wanna unleash this,
And to show the world is best.

I keep on letting people step over me,
But enough is enough, i can't take it anymore.
I was not able to show what i truly feels,
But i have  a heart, i get hurt.

I never really wanted about what happened,
But you have pushed me to do this.
Still, i am happy, because for so long
I have cried my heart out.
Thank You for Hurting Me.