Red like a rose | poem

Red like a rose

Wearing red lipstick

feeling so pretty today

like a rose

want to burn the colour blue away

get out, sadness

I don't want you here

don't light it up

break the lightbulb

plugging my ears

so I don't hear blue words

don't ruin my make up

I'm not sick

I might be lovesick

but I don't want a cure

my blood is red

I'm not royalty

but I would like a golden tiara

and a prince who likes me

even though I blush a lot

roses are red

violets, go to bed