Death, That's all that's going to happen, br and then what. br What will happen after. br People don't stop to show someone they care br until something happens br They through rose petals on a grave br but never give a single rose to them when alive. br Who cares what others live by br How can peace be given out. br Where is the hope that was br The peace and love I felt long ago br They where never there to begin with br Never a single rose. br Of course I know that no one will put rose petals on my grave. br No one would even come. br I am not even a person to anyone. br Only an animal that they can abuse br Only a toy that they can play with then leave on the streets. br Broken and useless again and again. br Go ahead and kick me to the side. br Go ahead and through me away. br It's not like I matter. br It's not like I care anymore.