Blood I shed; Tears I cry.
Pain I can't fihgt; I want to die.
Thoughts fill my head, secrets I keep.
No one cares, when I weep.
The Black Rose lurks up on me.
The world I don't want to see.
Author's Notes/Comments:
I wrote this a while back... but forgot to put it on here. Kinda strange. lol. Joe was sitting there when I wrote it and he saw some scars on my arm and got mad...He never cared though.