Ok, if we did, we would've created Phantom long ago but no; it belongs to ALW, Warner Brothers, and that dead French guy.
Roses
By; The Phanatics
There they are after every performance for her;
A rose with a black satin ribbon…
For her!
I am left with nothing. I was nothing.
Roses mean love right?
And this 'Angel' is out of my grasp.
Does he not know I have what it takes to have as much talent as Christine?
Do I have to degrade myself for the limelight?
Or is this just a dream?
Where Christine is just another pretty face in the world
While I am just another soul cast away in her shadow?
She was my best friend.
Until the night she disappeared with the Vicomte – my love.
And so the years will go by, and she may still get a rose from the 'Angel'.
I have never truly impressed mother, for I am a wobbly kind of dancer.
All I ever wanted besides love is a rose.
A simple, delicate red rose to show that someone appreciates me for who I am and not my physical beauty, which I know I lack.
I may not ever be another Christine Daae
Or a La Carlotta,
A little Jammes,
A La Sorelli,
Or even the most powerful woman in the world.
I was only seen as Madame Giry's shy daughter, never who I truly was.
And now, as these thoughts pour from my mind like a waterfall,
I see a most beautiful light pink rose with a black ribbon after the recent performance of Carmen.
It is indeed all I had ever wanted.
For once, after all these years,
I have finally been noticed.
The Lord is kind to me in the one prayer I had prayed for such a long time.
I now know who I am and who I wish to be.
Meg Giry.
Yes, just Meg Giry.
And nothing more ever…
For someone had given me a rose after my heard work.
Roses…
Roses…
Roses…
A/N: We hoped you liked. After all, Meg is always in the shadow of another.
