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