Troubled

Troubled : by Elle6

I tried to draw you a flower, but it crumpled on my page.

so i crumpled up my paper and went into a rage.

My ink pen burst and ruined all my clothes,

then the book told my secrets that only those two know.

I tried to burn my book but the matches dissapeared.

the gas got up and left because "i was being wierd."

Somehow he started a fire that didnt last to long,

because i quickly put it out when that fire sang a song.

I tried to block it out and they told me not to start.

Now my arm will tell you that i took their words to heart.

the ink turned to blood that staind all my clothes,

and you see the pain i go through when i tried to draw a rose.