why do you hide?

petals of perfection

hide beauty, too, inside

pretty little thing

don't run away now

lovers try to catch you

and haters laugh and burn you

so little sweet rose

stay deepdeepred

and no-one can see

the tears of blood you may shed

and when you rot

and curl

and shrivel

your inner beauty will rise

you'll revel

and when worlds end comes

youll die a happy one

with fulfilled dreams

and no songs unsung

so small perfect rose

stay just as you are

and your shining perfection

will stun from afar