She’s a rose
Her thorns are my flaws
People always say how She’s pretty but leave her without picking her up,
They harvest her and put her on display what is that called? Life?
People complain about her thorns like no other rose has them?
She’s proud of her thorns they’re part of who She is,
Call them battle scars
Call them her guardians
They won’t hurt you if your tough enough though?
Why do you think roses have thorns?
Why don’t you just try and pick her up?
I promise her thorns won’t hurt you!
They just want to be valued for being part of her,
Get to know her as a whole I promise you won’t regret it?
Maybe you’ll find her thorns beautiful too!
Take her outside this flower store
Call her yours
We all have flaws,
We all have had something that hurt people before,
It doesn’t mean we shouldn’t be given chances,
Doesn’t mean that the rest of us don’t need love,
Open your eyes see the beauty inside her,
In the things she survived
She’s strong,
She’s worth more than gold,
Don’t give up on her,
Pull her out of her roots,
Give her life somewhere else,
But if you can’t pick her up because of her thorns your wrong!
She’s a rose,
She’s the voice the winds the beat and she sings a beautiful song,
Don’t be afraid of what it takes to get her,
Be afraid of losing her,
Something so beautiful,
Yet so fragile,
Don’t break her,
Just love her,
Please just give her a chance,
Don’t judge her thorns from where you stand,
She’s beautiful, unique, life changing, Loyal, Understanding, so much more than you know and just wants to be valued.
She’s a rose