Roses
Red, white, yellow, purple
Many more
So many colors
But like people,
Perfect at first sight
Take a closer look
And you will see all their thorns
A girl who doesn’t eat
A boy who can’t love who he wants
A parent struggling with finance
Deep down, we all have thorns
In all different ways, shapes, or forms.
But we only see the burdens we carry
Next time
We’ll look out for someone else
Instead