Life ebbs off the pink rose
And touch my spirit with poise.
Eventually, I'll feel happiness grow.
If life is a gem, then I'll mine the things
From the Quartz, I ask for healing
From the Diamond, I ask for purity.
If I find it, I'm probably stealing.
If I don't need it, I'm likely lying.
I'll keep it all the same.
It's mine and mine alone.