They looked beautiful on the outside.

Pretty red roses that had a welcoming look.

They seemed to welcome me with open arms,

calling out to me and saying that it was alright.

They seemed alright at first.

I was happy being in the rose bushes.

But then I was pricked by thorns.

They stung at my delicate skin and

caused me to bleed.

I rushed to find aid,

but I only received bandages.

The bandages helped for a while.

Then they peeled off.

I got sick from where the thorns pricked me

and I never got better.

Beware the rose bushes.

They aren't as lovely as you think.