Life is many things,

To some, it may be a party,

To others, a game,

And to the few, a fight.

Unfortunate souls..

To live this life

Knowing, you were destined to be different

And some say

We will be found

There are always exceptions to every rule.

Please do not cry

Life of double standards and lies

Forcibly abusing my own personality

And I do God's bidding

Destined in the star crossed paths of our own

So may the white roses prevail peace and tranquility

And may the arrest of my own self stain those roses with the purest of love and life

To my love

And they know who they may be

I give you sweet seduction of words in my last breathe

With red roses

And with blue skies

I bid the goodnight, to my sweetest angel

May the Ivy climb on the walls of your home.