Roses are blue
Violets are red
everything is mixed up
Inside my head
I must ask for forgiveness
For something I have never done
They keep saying
It's just for fun
It is fun for you
Fun for them
I run from you
I run from them
I put down the gun
I put down the blade
No more pills
No more ropes
But I still keep something
...
Something sick
Sadistic and twisted
Not even you could forget this
To all those who say
Life is okay
Good for you
Good for them
But those voices are back
And so are they
So to the poison
Good day
