Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
If I wait for you
Could you love me too?
Time and time again,
I've lost my own war
But things are changing
This I am for sure
I'm tired of losing
Of gaining all this pain
I'm done with choosing.
Choosing meaningless sides.
I'm done with you saying that I've changed.
I've merely grown up
And grown old from all this waiting.
For a love that's never to come.