Disagreeing With Fate
Red red rose
So deep are your pools of color
I stare at the petals
Plucking them away
He love me
He loves me not
Such a simple trick
Such a silly game
Yet do I take the meaning to heart?
No, I think not
For if I do my fates decided
My choices no longer my own
Red red rose
Petals abound
So deep are your pools of color yet your meaning is one of fate
And fate and I disagree