Life is a rose
Sometimes it showers you in its petals
Sometimes it makes you grab it by the thorns
But even when you bleed the rose is still the prettiest gift you'll ever recieve
My favorite flower will always be the radiant sunflower,
But my life sprouts from the seed of a rose
And I may never be as tall or happy as a sunflower
But I still refuse to walk away from the sun
The beams like glitter dancing off a dream
A dream I'm too small and scared to reach
I am not afraid of being and accepting who I am
This little garden patch grows despite going through the harshest summers, dryest droughts, and most desperate winters
Other roses wilt and wither away
I make this garden shine with the sunflowers in my eyes
Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 3:27 AM UTC
Life is a rose
Sometimes it showers you in its petals
Sometimes it makes you grab it by the thorns
But even when you bleed the rose is still the prettiest gift you'll ever recieve
My favorite flower will always be the radiant sunflower,
But my life sprouts from the seed of a rose
And I may never be as tall or happy as a sunflower
But I still refuse to walk away from the sun
The beams like glitter dancing off a dream
A dream I'm too small and scared to reach
I am not afraid of being and accepting who I am
This little garden patch grows despite going through the harshest summers, dryest droughts, and most desperate winters
Other roses wilt and wither away
I make this garden shine with the sunflowers in my eyes
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