What do you see when you look at a rose?
I see a pain masked by beauty.
Why is it that when even in the best of situations they always want more?
Why is it when we do so much we do so wrong?
How can anyone be so unwiling to show any type of love to anything so good in there life?
They say they love you and tell you they don't want to hurt you.
They say we just want you to be happy.
How can we be happy when you shiled us with so much hate?
How can we be happy when we work so hard for very little freedom?
They say they will change.
But underneath it all they know the demons of there past will come back and strick at us agin.
They say sorry and try to make it better.
But there addicted to causing the pain and suffering of others.
Why is it we hide behind our rose?
So this time I shall ask you.
What do you see when you look at a rose?