My name is Rose

No diaries in a history of a woman of this kind,

It leads only good stuff with no diaries,

It gives more freedom as no proof for questionable actions,

Secretive, demanding but also pretentious;

were these things I once called super powers bad for me?

They certainly weren't bad...

It was October 2004,

It was monsoon season I recall,

I rename myself to make my deceptions looks believable and authentic.

A very bad person I was, indeed.

The bad one, says hello 'My name is Rose.'

Wasn't I contented with my birth name?

This isn't the first time people asked me that...

If I were in October 2004 I would say,

'Yes, I wasn't happy of my birth name!'.

However, as a free woman now I am lucky not be called Rose again.

Hey people!

Why are you acting so typically judgmental?

I am gifted with something that God gave me,

It is cool and strongly abetting my many agendas

Knowing when people attempt to play god towards you is a gala souvenir to the black rose

Give me just time to put my strength and crafty mind together...

How people misjudge me!

If you had to do something really bad,

You had no other choices but to die,

That something that you had to do would be against your principle and everything else that you'd stand for,

Would you do that something or would you prefer to die?

Rose had chosen her life despite all the demeaning things that she had to do.

Rose,

She was not a very nice girl

She often stayed awake at night just to see herself again and again,

To justify her actions was never a plan,

A person would not betray herself with no good reasons,

But were her reasons to become Rose would be accepted?

Could they forgive her?

It hurts to be the unforgivable one... and could she live with the guilt for the rest of her life

That's how Rose, a proud woman deals with things.

People,

Rose is dead and she was a history,

She never wrote anything before,

She appears as a personification not to justify her wrongdoings,
given the reasons behind the lie she had to do,

she just would like to feel the goodness inside her...again

If I apologize and you insisted to put the blame on me forever;

that's your call.

I bare no burden anymore as I've swallowed my pride to apologize.

Those grudges are your baggages to carry now, and be prepared to live with it until your dying day- That's how Rose apologize.

Life is not for you to run away from,

A person should be a coward to desert from the battle field,

because that person should face everything and use her/his brain and strength to fight for this precious life.

My name was Rose,once...