Lies are like roses
They can be so pretty because they hide the awful truth
But when someone finds out
People get pricked by the thorns
Learning what the lie was hiding
That it was hiding the truth from everyone
Making trust bonds break
And making people stab each other in the back
People are like roses
They can look so beautiful and make you trust them so easily
But when you look deeper into the person
You find
THORNS
So when you get close to them
THEY PRICK YOU WITH HARSH, CRUEL WORDS OF TRUTH
My mind is like a rose
During the day it shows me happy memories
Pretty, beautiful, fascinating memories
Reminding me of when I first saw a rose
But at the end of the day
It pricks me like a rose
Showing me horrible memories
Abusive, bloODY, HORRID MEMORIES
MAKES ME WANT TO FUCKING KILL MESELF
BUT THE I REMEMBER That
It's just a prick nothing else
Just remember to remove the thorns or hold it differently
Living things are like roses
Some have too much thorns
Some have not very many thorns
Remember to choose the ones with less thorns
They're the ones to not prick you
~🌹💐🥀~
