Brave and strong*
That how I describe her
Her beauty shines
As the morning breeze blows her hair

Her dress sways
Like the graceful grass
And she's as sweet,
As poppies in the field

Holding her parasol
With dignity and beautiful soul
Nothing will ever compare
To her never ending care

I carry my pain all across my wrist,
No one wants to see me like this,
No one cares, but everyone knows,
That I’m just hiding all my lows.

I gave up a fight, not worthy of life,
But one day I woke up, still alive,
If sorrow and pain will ****, now I’m dead,
Looking at myself above there instead.

I came this far, not knowing why,
I’m still alive, all a lie,
Since day one I’m ill,
Surely, no big deal.

I know one day, I’ll be dead,
YES! It’s finally the end,
Where no people will wear red,
Good bye is my only end.