Rose bush

Rose petal tears, the girl whose insecurities were covered by a bush of beautiful danger, thorns pricking herself over and over, it hurt to think about the bushes. New bushes grew over time, over her eyes so blue and full of tears, over her beautiful flowing hair, her face covered. Once the girl was covered in the beautiful pain, the girl was lost to others, only mentioned the thorns that pricked her face. What once was a girl is now a rose bush, the other kids stop by to place their own thorns. If only the girl knew, how beautiful the roses were, she couldn't see them like everyone else, she only felt the thorns. Its weird, the thorns only visible to the girl and the flowers only visible to others.