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really?

Fuck this. I don't even have the words for how pissed I am right now...

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Sometimes, there are songs so profound and significant...

Was it made for me?

Black Rose
By: Trapt




I saw you in the garden
I wanted you so much
I really thought that you were different
Oh I couldn't get enough
I tried to save you from yourself
I felt every high and low
But the lows have drowned the highs away
Now there's no where else to go

[bridge]
Black rose your thorns are cutting into me
For the last time
Black rose I watched your petals wilt away
I couldn't bring you back to life

[chorus]
You were always where the sun could never go
I never wanted you to have to be alone
But I couldn't find a way to help you grow
Black Rose

You never tell me how you feel
And your moods they always change
I really tried to make it real
But you never had the faith
I tried to give you something good
To take the pain away
I tried to make you understand
You don't have to be this way

[bridge]

[chorus]

I'm not the one who hurt you (I couldn't save you)
So why are you so scared (You are who you are)
All that you've been put through (I couldn't break through)
Couldn't be repaired (We're too far apart)

I'm not the one who hurt you (I couldn't save you)
I'm the only one who cared (You are who you are)
You'll need someone to turn to (I couldn't save you)
And I will not be there

Every time I held you I knew that it would hurt
Only through the pain I could find a way to learn

Black rose your thorns are cutting into me
For the last time
Black rose I watched your petals wilt away
So wilt away
Couldn't bring you back to life

[chorus]

I'm not the one who hurt you (I couldn't save you)
So why are you so scared (You are who you are)
All that you've been put through (I couldn't break through)
Couldn't be repaired (We're too far apart)

I'm not the one who hurt you (I couldn't save you)
I'm the only one who cared (You are who you are)
You'll need someone to turn to (I couldn't save you)
And I will not be there

...I wonder if I will always live with this regret...

Who I am.

I might not be normal, I might not like the things you like, I might not think the way you think...but goddammit, don't judge me when you don't even know me. Piss off in your simple-mindedness. Your closed and sheltered life. I don't want to know what you think, you don't know me. You've not walked in my shoes, not even for a second could you EVER walk in my shoes. I've been through hell, and back again, and I have the burns and scars to prove it. I am a strong fucking person, and I also have feelings. I have feelings you'll never understand, emotions you've probably never even felt and could never begin to understand feeling. My heart bleeds for people, I usually wear my heart on my sleeve, but my soul is dark. My soul has been hurt, and wounded but never broken. Everyone has their own battles in life, who the hell am I-or are you-to tell them what battle is theirs? I might be a little bit fucked up, but you know what?

I think I'm pretty fucking awesome.

My tears are mine, my heart is mine, my soul is mine-and if you're lucky enough, I just might share it with you.