Delicate Rose

Apologizing for not posting any. I can't be back on my track, everything has fallen down, well, school is still hell everything is just so hard now! and i need to focus i'm so dissapointed to myself already im getting a little bit carried away from everything. and, and my laptop still not working so yeah. today im at the hotel were im having a training at my course. really boring. for today just enjoy this poem i wrote. i'll be back soon x



Delicate Rose

There is this girl that reminds me of a flower so beautiful,
the sight of it could bring anyone to tears.
Her voice was like honey and her words were sweet.
She always seemed happy and carefree.
I never knew of the trouble she had at home,
and the hatred she felt when she looked in the mirror.
I never knew she had tried to starve herself multiple times.
I realized too late what she had been through.
Although she had survived the battle, she still fears she will lose the war.
Even now, when I try to talk to this beautiful flower,
she shys away, closing up her petals.
She has layers of armor so thick
to protect herself from the arrows aimed at her heart,
thinking they all yearn to poison her.
She is pretty as a rose, but like the flower she has thorns to shield herself
from the dangerous world that is surrounding her.

My pretty flower, we aren’t all like that.
My delicate rose, lower your shield,
open your petals, and let your inner beauty show.

We would all like to see the real you.