Right from here on,
It's petals and roses,
But don't know yet how,
Things could just turn out.

Uncertain future,
It's scary than ever,
I just need a hope,
To battle and survive,

Cause thorns of that rose,
Are pricky and potent,
Attractive and soft,
That's how it tricks you.

Knowing it all,
You fall for it deeper,
Ready for the prick,
But not how it hurts you.

Stupid we are,
To fall for it over,
Cause that's how life is,
We say to comfort us.

© PS