Roses blooming after rain
It's my cold and thorny mask
Close to my tender body
Sting your fragile glass hard
The dark soil makes me sprout
Also left a shadow of fear for me
Like a mask covering my soul
You tried to take off my mask
But I was stuck with nowhere to escape
Why am I a rose?
Why are you black mud?
Why you are my life
But it is also the shadow of my life?
Maybe the only thing I can do
Just give up my life for you
Because I am Rose
a thorny rose
Although
I once fantasized about being a gorgeous butterfly
Stand under the light and give you light