My Poem
roses and red I am too you watched me bleed when u stabbed me in my back that I where u had me I didn't cry not even move just stood still looking at you ' you had my trust now I'm bleeding but now I have stopped because u mean nothing. I have moved on and just forgot about the way you did to me. I was good for you when u had no one but now that I have gone I see the way you are. They way you part your hair in half. Now I see you as no one just another bug, another tree, another me hay I am, not a poet I know and it is kind of shitty but I thought that I would give it a try just for fun.