Violets are blue, roses are red, this poem is stupid, and we’re all dead.
My writing sucks, so I’ll make this quick, you’re mean, annoying, and you make me feel sick!… Your music is stupid, and your jokes are NOT funny; I think I would rather choke on mind honey…
I try to talk but it won’t always get through, I’m a pain in the ass, yes I know that it’s true. But when you feel lonely, like you don’t have a friend, remember I was there from beginning to end.
I don’t seem the same, I may not be smart, and my brain will forget some things..but never my heart.