Pure
Like a rose, white
With no color

Innocent
Like a newborn child
Untainted, and certain

Until
the door was left
Wide open

Tears
Filled her eyes
As her life was filled with lies

Hurt
From others
Oh, how they'd deceived her

Afraid
Of living another day
For, she knew not
What tomorrow would bring

Until the day
She learned that

In order to survive
She had to become
What she feared the most

Deception
She soon became
A master of lies

Accustomed to
Being used and molested
By those she called "friends"

Tired
And neglected
She was no longer sheltered
From the world

Inside
She was still
That pure white rose

Knowing
That her actions
Were wrong

But still
That girl
Struggles to live
In a world so tainted
Deeply in sin