Roses are Red and violets are blue. My heart is in despair because I hurt you. I lay awake late at night hoping to escape the prior days frights. The pressure is high. I can't focus without the right mind. I improve my life but it's never enough. She tells me to be better but I'm trying my best. She doesn't understand the hurt in my chest. She doesn't understand anything that I do. She doesn't understand me. And neither do you.