The black rose describes him best.
Dark,just like his world is.
Dark,like his eyes.
But yet,you should take a good look before you touch it.
You may be hurt if you don’t watch closely.
Rose is so gentle,isn’t it?
So be careful,you might be hurt.
Careful what you wish,think twice first.
The petals are so soft and sensitive,you should know what you’re indulge.
The black rose is apart,she’s unique,just like he is...
Nobody can see the world he created.
He’s fearless,but he feels.
He’s cold,but he listens.
He’s mysterious,but caring.
He understands,but he no longer cares.
He’s empty,but awake.
He’s lonely,but he knows,without a goal you don’t live,
you just watch your life fading,without amor you’re so empty,
without understanding,you’re still there,in the world of your own.