Roses are one of the things I envied the most, even despite their deep meanings, many adorned and loved a rose. They even taken care of a rose, but they have never judged a rose, sometimes I wanted to be a rose, cuz you can be whoever you are, even if they try to pick you, you will always have those beautiful torns to protect you from any harm. Sometimes... A rose can say I miss you and wish you were here with me, A rose can say I'm sorry if I've hurt you in any way, A rose can say get well soon, May God bless you today, A rose can say I wish you happiness, and the best for you each day. But I would always wonder what WOULD I feel if I was finally a rose, would I be happy? Sad? Or am I supposed to feel anything?