If you asked me how I was, I'd say I'm just fine... it's only half the lie. You thought you saw a tear in my eye, but not I, it's just the light shine.

It's not like I'm crying.

It's not like I"m lying.

It's only half a lie...

Even though it's half the line, it's not defined as a lie cuz i'm not denying the fact that I'm lying exactly; I'm trying to scratch this smile on my face as I place in one place cuz I'm dying at the base of my soul....

No one puts a Black Rose in a red bouquet...

He writes such sweet words for her... words never heard upon loner's ears. It's weird to head such sweet words when one's been lonely for years... His word promised to dry up tears, fired by desire and love for her, confessing and expressing how much he adored her, imploring her to accept his misses and kisses upon brisk lips... but he didn't write for me.

I am not his She.

So such sweet words from He is not for Me.

For no one wants a Black Rose in a red bouquet...

I'm tired of holding my tongue for these lies, blinnking back tears for a sparkle in my eyes

I'm

sick of switching my sobs for laughter so no one sees that inside me? It's a disaster... It hurts to see these 'friendly lovers' loving each other as I walk alone, the only one alone at worst...

And even that procedure is rehearsed, gotta suck only a swollen lip and look to God first 'cuz his words says that God's got me. It's supposed to assure that He hasn't forgotten me,
that,
in His time, He'll send the right guy down my way... but sometimes that day seems so far away....

A Black Rose doesn't belong in a red bouquet...

I am the Black Rose of this society, shunned and admired at a distance
Loved yet despised for natural resistance 'cuz my existence insists on taking its own pace in a
one place
one paced
world...
So at best I'm a prodigy, but at worst I'm nobody
It's a curse that sustains me, the main verse in my refrain, see, it maims yet attains my self-esteem; the main foundation of my stability...
So as time moves on and my nights turn to day
As I swallow these sorrows and wipe tears away
I'll forever remain as the Black Rose of this

red

bouquet...