I'm going to call me rose...
Because
My
Flowers
Are
Sweet like
The flowers......in June
I get intricate..... powers...every afternoon...
Because my presence.......
Takes the tension out of
....every room....
May my words......
Continue, to consume..
May I call me rose...
... because if you really look at how many times my petals was destroyed but never fold...
Or how many times I've been left alone in the warmth and cold...can I call me rose....
Untold stories..of being possessed by strong strange feelings...I never told...
My body defeated the soul...
Can I...can I...call me rose..
Because each and every time, I have to say goodbye, I always wonder why, why does it always have to be this way, why can I never stay...in all the ways, that can make it last everyday..why do you have to think that way...why do you make it seem effortless, letting me go and getting rid of me ...
Can you not see how many years of tears I hold back, when it's all thru...is it so untrue...
How much I want to... because I only was seeing if I really was wanting it ..and you were wanting it ..then you convinced yourself and got influenced and told yourself, that I didn't want it, then I started to want it, when you didn't it, and I had to keep wanting it even though I wanted to keep from wanting it, you gave me some when I wanted it, then you stop letting me have it... when I wanted it...then you had to leave when I still wanted it, and I stayed by your side...so I can still want it, when you came home , I still want it.. you gave it to me like you never knew I wanted it...I kept wanting it even when I left it, I still felt like I wanted it...I kept coming for it, I just had it..now I get it..
And now you really want it....
See I call me rose...
Because how I rose from thee abyss...
I'm going to call me rose...
Because
My
Flowers
Are
Sweet like
The flowers......in June
I get intricate..... powers...every afternoon...
Because my presence.......
Takes the tension out of
....every room....
May my words......
Continue, to consume..
May I call me rose...
... because if you really look at how many times my petals was destroyed but never fold...
Or how many times I've been left alone in the warmth and cold...can I call me rose....
Untold stories..of being possessed by strong strange feelings...I never told...
My body defeated the soul...
Can I...can I...call me rose..
Because each and every time, I have to say goodbye, I always wonder why, why does it always have to be this way, why can I never stay...in all the ways, that can make it last everyday..why do you have to think that way...why do you make it seem effortless, letting me go and getting rid of me ...
Can you not see how many years of tears I hold back, when it's all thru...is it so untrue...
How much I want to... because I only was seeing if I really was wanting it ..and you were wanting it ..then you convinced yourself and got influenced and told yourself, that I didn't want it, then I started to want it, when you didn't it, and I had to keep wanting it even though I wanted to keep from wanting it, you gave me some when I wanted it, then you stop letting me have it... when I wanted it...then you had to leave when I still wanted it, and I stayed by your side...so I can still want it, when you came home , I still want it.. you gave it to me like you never knew I wanted it...I kept wanting it even when I left it, I still felt like I wanted it...I kept coming for it, I just had it..now I get it..
And now you really want it....
See I call me rose...
Because how I rose from thee abyss...