Wallflower

The rose

Why?

Just why?

Why am I the pretty rose but people then get pricked by my thorns.

I never meant to do anything.

It's just a defense mechanism.

I don't know why I do it.

I just do.

And I regret it every time.

Then my petals fall...I'm left colorless in a black and white world.

Then a new beginning comes and I wreck that too.

By repeating everything, just in a different way.

A difference sequence.

I don't want to be all defense.

I want to be picked.

I want to be held.

But the thing is, my thorns are the only thing I got to defend myself....I would feel vulnerable without them.

When will they be gone?