I’m as new as a pink rose. I show others how be kind and how to love. I think as myself as something new and uncommon when I’m not. I look for the hope and dreams of people. I follow what other say to do and don’t think twice about it. I can be shy sometimes, and hyper the next. I’m as different as the stars are in the sky. In my life I’m as common as the next flower (person)… but im just dancing my way threw this crazy world of ours.
I'm unnatural as a green rose. I know I don't belong to this world. I dream about other worlds and places that only could be created in my imagination. I wish that one day I could be treated like I am important to someone. I always try to out shine other colors but I always end on back where I started. I'm shy around others so I can guard myself from the pain of being teased. I'm rare but others see me as unnatural or fake. I sometimes care for others more then myself, but they always stab me in the back just like thorns. In my life…I'm a green rose, hoping that someone could notice me for my rareness …not for being unnatural.
I'm as bright as a yellow rose. There is nothing crazy about me, I blend in with everything else. I do not choose what I get to do, I just follow what everyone else does. I may be common but I know I have my own special purpose. I make dark days brighter. I believe that when it rains it means the sky is crying because it sees the beauty of what it protects. I am no different then anything else, but I try to brighten up even the darkest of days. In my life… I bring a gift of my own, my simplicity…most don't notice the beauty of being simple until it's gone.
I'm unreal as a black rose. I don't blend in with others, I stand out against the crowd. I am considered un-pure because of the color I was created for. I stay out of others way because I believe there is no need for them sometimes. I represent the darkness when I truly do not mean to be that way. I am always paired with other colors because I make them brighter. I am created neither by love nor by the hands of scientists for beauty, I am created to represent the evil things in life so that others think that I am just by myself so there is nothing to fear. There are others like me, being the same only in color, because other roses can not understand that we see this world for how the darkness is basically the same as light. In my life…I'm just a black rose living in a world full of roses with of half closed minds and others who doesn't want to give up their feeling of security.
I'm as beautiful as a white rose. I am the parent to other rose colors. I am consider pure to some but also unpure to others. My color comes from the emotions creatures feel. I am kind, I am a new beginning, I am death. Others call me many things, but I know what I am. I am the light, I am the dark, I am death itself but I am also life. I have wisdom that comes to me in times that I need it. I am just a rose that doesn't have a color. I am teased for not being colorful, but I also am just as beautiful as any other rose. In my life…living as a colorless rose makes your true beauty and strength let themselves be known.
I have multiple sides of me. I could be sweet as honey or as sharp as thorns. I wish i could change myself, to change my personality, but i can just as a rose cant change its destined color. If I could change the world, I would start with myself not to be selfish,but to know how much a person can change and to what extent. I am nothing special, just wishing to change my own self to something i can never be. In my perfect world, we would have not just shades of black and white but shades of purple, green, and so many other colors that represent our story and how we differ from anyone else. But nothing is perfect, so for right now I'll stay here and keep hold of my dream until something magical blooms to life and helps me make deals a reali
