. See i'm smiling now.another warning is that this one's quite angsty, so if you're faint of heart or just don't like reading this type of poem, for your own good stay away, my friend, stay away.
I used to be a rose,
Beautiful both ways,
But someone came up to me,
And tore my petals away.
They scattered them on the ground,
And stamped all over it.
So now I'm gone,
Gone as gone can be.
Don't think i'm suicidal,
I really am not.
This may seem like rubbish,
But it's helping me.
You see I'm a rose.
One that's all torn inside.
I'm beautiful on the outside,
You don't want to know the inner me.
It's a beast that's trapped.
In this hateful world.
It wants to be free but can't get away.
It's tethered to my brain;
Locked up somewhere dark,
It needs to be forgotten,
Or it might just set a spark.
I'll go over the egde
One day because of it.
The damage that it'll wreak
Will destroy me!
Or maybe i've already been destroyed.
No wonder they seem to hate me.
I'm different to them.
I seem quiet.
But you wanna know the truth?
I'm a beast.
Locked up somewhere cold.
It needs to be set free.
I'm quiet on the outside,
But inside I'm just.....
Me.
A/N: just wanted to share it with you all.
tornin1/2
...u neva showed it to me! but its better than mine...at least urs makes sence 
