A rose Went Rogue in Campus

The beginnings were soothing with no sting attached, The road seemed so clear and smooth; Like an attractive adventure that lures But comforts the soul like the smell of rain in the soil. Innocent and eager to beat the front, Stepping forward, backwards you couldn't Believing in the power of early stages Before the trials test your image. The first semester was done, moving with the power of hope, The new semester came, and that was the time to weed the crops, Your seeds germinated and your petals decorated. The feeling of home was on, Not scared but full of strength, you were strong Tired of old ones, was time to meet new friends, How they did it, how you wanted it. Lost in a while felt like heavens, Routes went seven till you met Eleven, Eleven was the club where you received the devil's evil kiss That your soul was fighting to refuse. The lessons were never attended, The long dress was shorted, The dark and fine melamine was distorted And male genes were absorbed. Got in the mix-ups, Like the most popular mixed mashups Drove with rhythms till you lost your way, What else could we say? A rose went rogue on campus. Ⓜ️acaveli 9/01/2023 7/366