I want to be a rose,
because
everyone would like me then.
I want to be a rose because, even when she's cut and smudged, an enticing smell pures out of her.
I choose to be a rose, because
she can defent herself from evil,
using her thorns, to save her fragileness for those in need,
of her beauty. Those who have lost the sense of purity in the times of
wars, neglections, destruction of their own beam of healing.
Cause everyone
has light in them.
Not everyone can shine it out.

I will be a rose,
because only A ROSE
is powerful ENOUGH
that she can carry all the darkness in her core AND YET
from IT, bloom love.

But, truly,
I want to be a rose, because
it represents my heart. And only the heart
can heal it all
only the heart can take it all
only the heart will survive
amidst all the pain,
and yet,
transform it into love.