White Rose


White Rose

Am I really white like the other see
Or it's just what I fell inside me?
I'm going to ruin if my petals fall
The part that I love most of all.

As a rose, I really wanted to bloom
So I wait for the next full moon.
I like the sight of the starry night
As I am looking forward for tomorrow's bright.

Strong wind and storm that passed through me
Test hope and faith that lies in me.
It is the sun that gives me warmth
That I remain standing still all my life.

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