My Old Poems

Strong

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Blue like me
And blue like you
But not anymore

Now that you've gone,
What will I do?
I might not see you ever again
But that's what will make me strong
I know, it's weird
Most people would cry
But I'm tired of that
I'm tired of hoping that you'll come back

Now I see it
You are a big lie
Someone like you,
Could ruin lifes
That's why I am telling you goodbye,
Once and for all,
Goodbye!