Violets are blue Roses are red How many tears over you can I shed
Daisies are yellow Cherry blossoms so pink When you walk by me I swear that I shrink
Silverleaf shines with a sparkling sheen *I sit in the garden I hold in my scream I need to get rid Of the pressure inside But I bottle it up And I sit here and hide.
When love turns into break-up turns into misery turns into fear.