Remember that one day
That one warm, kinda chilly day in july
You asked me
What's the best
The most beautiful
The most kind
The most elegant
The most sweet
What's the best flower?
I said
The rose....
Its beautiful
Kind, Sweet, elegant
It's the best
Then we both paused
You said "Then you are a rose"
Am I still a rose to you?
Am I still a rose broken?
Am I still a rose sad?
Am I still a rose alone?
Am i still a rose..
Even though you broke me?
You made me sad
Made me alone
I've noticed when roses grow
People often rip the petals off
Petal..
By petal..
They rip these petals
To determine love
They rip roses off bushes
For joy
Taking roses away from safety
For beauty
They've pulled
And pulled
Someday roses are going to stop
Roses are going to leave
Roses aren't gonna be around anymore
Roses are going to go extinct
Because...
People like you
Old men being such manipulating jerks to little kids
A 6 year old little girl. Happy. Innocent.
I wish I never went in the woods that day
I shouldn't have done the dare
All of my friends said I wouldn't dare.
But I did
They saw what you did.
All 3 of them
They never helped. Never cried for help
They let you do that horrid crap to me
Because they were scared too.
Little kids build trauma too ya know
And I have all those memories.
I remember every detail of the day.
Not only that one day
But the days after
It lasted so long.
I still have dreams about some of the days
Not dreams, nightmares
So.
Am i still your rose,
Even though you've caught me on fire?
If i'm your rose.
I must be a pretty ashed one
Cause i've been burning for years.
I don't plan on ending my flame either
