a rose is like love
as we are all intertwined
thorns hide what we feel inside
and like love a rose withers
if you dont care for it
but if you treat it right and preserve it
love will flow through its beautiful petals
when its a bud dont try to rush it to bloom
if you do it will die to soon
if you pass on love
its like planting a rose bush
that will grow beautiful green and lush
but to some peoples discust
no more love they can't trust
they've been hurt or lied to
you dont know the what they've been through
all they see are the thorns that hide pain
when you haft to realize
you can't hate the player hate the game