The time is finaly here.
All those years you were by my side.
You were always there to point the things that I hate,
the things that I detest ,
all those actions and behaviors that make me sick.
It was so easy for you to control me,
you could always conjure the right situations,
so that nothing fits in.
Now it's finally time to end it all.
This time you tried harder than ever to destroy this beautiful flower that I found.
You kept telling me that it has hidden thorns.
Thorns with poison that will kill me.
You tried to convince me that this flower is ugly,
and it's not for me.
"You will find only sorrow in it", you said.
But you didn't know
that the moment you started accusing this little rose ,
it was the moment that you signed your doom.
From now on, you and I are in war.
Not only will I not listen to you,
but I will fight you with all my strength.
Till one of us is no more.
So,
bring it on,
I am armed and ready.
May the winner finds peace.
