A Rosebud
Funny how you can be lonely in a crowd
Surrounded all around by people, by friends
And yet there is an unseen wall that divides
Devised for protection I guess
When all the world was cruel
Learning how to survive in a critical world
Had my body, but not my heart and soul
You said to yourself
And brick, by brick you constructed to survive
A fragile heart, so wounded on the other side
A pink rosebud never allowed to bloom
Whose thorns sharp, grew tough and strong
That rosebud never saw the sun shine
Nor felt the warmth bathe its petals
To open its delicate heart or fragrance drift
Imprisoned in the cage of thorns
Thorns imprisoned wounded and bled its heart
So behind the wall there is a fragile bloom
That longs to feel suns golden light
And dance in loves rain
But that rosebud knows no other
A gilded cage of thorns surrounds its heart
A contradiction of fear and protection
She knows not how and begs learn
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