Black Roses Inside Me

You might be hot,but your soul is not.  
inside you are hideos and rotten. Don't worry,you won't be forgotten.
In my heart,this memory will bleed through my organs.  
 
Because you made my blood run black. Now in my skull is a crack.  
I keep it hidden under a smile. Healing is going to take a while.
 I stepped in dirt and now my shoes are dirty.  
 
Of my trust you are not worthy. In my heart,black roses grew.  
But I won't reveal it to you.  I refuse to get the roses burnt.  
It's going to leave a scar in my soul.  
 
And there will be a bloody hole with maggots.  
They maggots,they feed off insanity.  
They will go only if there's stability. With them also live rats.
 
 They wear pretty hats, but made out of skin of bats.  
They feed off creativity and imagination. Now I have no inspirition.  
They are bad and ruin the stability. But how to get rid of them?  
 
When you spend the nights alone there's no escape.
 I just want a loyal friend. I want someone to talk,share and play.
 But people isolated me away. None ever gave me a chance.  
 
So I seek online for friends. But in reality, I want romance.  
Please,just give me a glance. I'll make you experience fun events.  
With magic words heal my soul, and let me be seen by all.