Rose

Don't disturb the beast,
The tempermental goat,
The snail while he's feeding on the rose

Stay frozen, compromise
What I will, I am.

Bend around the wind,
Silently thrown about again.
I'm treading so soft
And lightly compromising my will, I am.

I am, I will.
So no longer will I lay down,
Play dead, play your doe in the headlights,
Locked down and terrified.
Your deer in the headlights,
Shot down and horrified

When push comes to pull
Comes to shove comes to step around
This self-destructing dance that never would've ended
Till I rose and I roared aloud, "Here I will, I am."

I am, I will.
So no longer will I lay down,
Lay dead, play this kneel-down, gun-shy martyr.

Pitiful I rose, I roared.
I will, I am.