Thursday, May 10, 2007

I am a Rose

I am a rose
With soft red petals at a glance
But there are those that choose to see the thorns
I have been dried up and hung upside down
My color has changed
My leaves have fallen off
Hung upon the wall
To gaze at
But never to touch, to smell, to be thought of as something beautiful
Now I’m gone
Thrown out because my time has passed
No longer needed
My sweet scent has disappeared
And left a stench of a life of wonderment now taken to starvation to ROT!
- age 13
Sara Bynoe

1 comment:

Misha Kleider said...

that's is pure fucking magic sara! i love it.