a little rose... can make you see

You ever wonder
How a rose
Could be so beautiful
But the thorns hurt like hell
I do
A lot
How something so little
Can make you bleed

Its kinda like this world
They tell you...
You can be anything..
A writer
A police officer
A princess

But now you have all these tests
That tell us....
We aren't good enough

.....and I not good...
Enough

But yet I am...

Maybe not in your eyes but I feel.... good...enough..

Its like when your dad says...
I'll never leave...
But then does

Its like a mother and a baby
But she is too cracked out...

What happened...

I will never say this world...
Is good enough...

But a rose
With its everlasting beauty
Could make a person
Just one person
Think....
Of every kind of evil
In every kind of situation

Like when a girl
Falls for a guy
Its perfect
But then he starts hitting her
Making her baby come out unwilling dying

Or when a drug dealer
Comes and robs you

Or when someone goes to jail
And you lose all hope
Every type of love you have ever felt for that person suddenly...
Disappears
Because you don't wanna felon as a son or daughter

A rose
A simple little rose
Makes you bleed....
Bleeding the color red...

All this rose so
Beautiful and light
Has shown me all the evil
And all the blood
I have ever needed to see again