A Blue Rose
People say it’s fake
But I’m sure it grows
In the thoughts that dreamers make
But it never shows
It’s stunning to see
But has deadly thorns
It’s as powerful as a tree
But is brought down by anguish and scorn
It’s beauty, unexplainable
With a deadly touch
Its not comprehendible
For me to be blessed with such
It’s not a lie
It’s not a fake
If we could all try
Something beautiful, we could make
People say it’s fake
But I’m sure it grows
In the dreams I make
A beautiful, blue rose
People say it’s fake
But I’m sure it grows
In the thoughts that dreamers make
But it never shows
It’s stunning to see
But has deadly thorns
It’s as powerful as a tree
But is brought down by anguish and scorn
It’s beauty, unexplainable
With a deadly touch
Its not comprehendible
For me to be blessed with such
It’s not a lie
It’s not a fake
If we could all try
Something beautiful, we could make
People say it’s fake
But I’m sure it grows
In the dreams I make
A beautiful, blue rose
