RAPS: Scarred

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Roses are red

Violets are blue

Nature is beautiful

And so are you

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I dare say

That I love you

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I can't think of anything

Or anyone but you

Hemoglobin's red

Bruises can be blue

It can change so easily

And so have you

Flames orange and red

I'm feeling the blues

I want to end this

But I can't choose

Feelings are powerful and what's stopping me?

What's stopping me from hurting all that I see?

All that I see is painful to believe.

Painful to believe all that I see.

Not everything is a bed of roses they said.

Good stuff shouldn't go to your head.

It ain't gonna last, so don't be mislead.

Take your misery and last it to your death bed.

She gonna live? Let's take a bet.

What she said.

Take it easy, make it quick.

Hard to understand, the moral logic.

Hardly any compass.

Hardly any map.

And here you are, with no class.

You empty-handed chaps.

Age is just number, and yet you claim superior.

Welcome to reality, get up from your slumber.

You say you really care, and yet you throw me under.

You say I'm acting dumb, when in fact you actin' dumber.

You really are immature.

And yet come to wonder.

Whatever have I done?

To deserve this blunder?

I had worse, when I was younger.

You are lucky, I raised you tougher.

Reality check I'm my own number.

And I release my own thunder.

You get mad when I'm sad

Yet you act, you had it bad

Badder than I ever had

You ask me, are you sad?

I just say, maybe tad.

Then you get mad

Sayin' that

You caught me with a red hand

Roses are red

Violets should be purple