A flower is meant to die, no matter how cute, pretty or pink it is... itll die anyways!

Red roses are just white ones covered with blood... nothing else...

I shouted till there was no more hope
I screamed till my head was about to blow
I cried till I drowned in my tears
I died cause of all these fears

Crawling on the floor and bleeding
Lost, confused and death-seeking

Cut into my flesh and make me bleed
Bring me back to my origin like a tree to its seed

Time engraves our faces with all the tears we have not shed.

My wounds are open but as long as they dont bleed or are shown in tears, nobody cares and nobody is ready to see them because they don't want to.

Sweet death, oh my,
Smoke my throat dry
Put your hands around my neck
Twist it and break it with a crack