Roses are red,

Violets are blue.

I feel as though I'm nothing

compared to you.

Violets are blue,

Roses are red.

Sometimes I think

I'd be better off dead.

In every one of my good traits,

you're simply better.

And why would you go out with a girl,

when you really just met her?

You're just amazing.

You're nice, funny, and cool.

And though you deny it,

you're the smartest in the school.

And since I can't have you,

all I can do is sigh.

At least I smelled the roses,

before I say goodbye.

Roses are red,

Violets are blue.

Even through death,

I will always love you.