Rose~
Being like a rose is not very easy,
Inside you're wasted but they just see beauty.
Wrapped with thorns, making it dangerous,
Blooming as you see but really mysterious.
Just like a rose I can stand,
My book of decisions written by hand.
Creating barrier through my thorns,
Scared to trust other folks.
Hiding secrets, playing tricks,
Keep these feelings and stay realistic.
Smile to look happy and others will join,
Doing it well, will make you live on.
Being in love is so devastating,
Like the rose petals with different meanings.
On your situation, which one you'll choose?
By the yellow with red tips, my control I will loose.
Can you stay and hold me tight for long?
Even though you can get hurt all along?
Would you rather try to take the risk?
I think you're not, so let me turn the disk.
~jayelee
