I was born as a rose
Everybody expected me to be the miss perfect
I couldn't love
I couldn't feel
I am always criticized
I always ask
Why I can't
Why are you doing this to me
This world is just a thorn
I just want to be free
Why can't you let me be
You tell me everything
You tell me what a life as a rose is suppose to have
You tell me how to love
You tell me who to love
You tell me how to hate
You tell who to hate
You always correct me in every aspect of my life
I am always wrong to you, all
This world is just a thorn
I am just a little different
I have the same feeling as you, all
I feel the same pain as you do
What did I do so wrong
Why do I have to live with this fate
They tell me that I was blessed to be born as a rose
But I know myself
That it is a curse
to be born as rose
This world is just a thorn
to me forever
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PoetryThis book contains a variety of different types of poems. This book is not made up of Chapter's but the title of poems, I create. I hope you enjoy it. Please like, comment, and vote if you like my poems. Highest rating in Poetry [#235 - 10/10/17] |...
