A Yellow Rose

A yellow rose
In a field of red
"You're different,
You stand out," they said
Behind the curtains
To hide she fled
Or beneath the covers
Of her bed

If the world was black
Then she was white
But as dark and strange
As the night
In these dull, grim days
A spark of light
But will she be frightened
Or will she fight?

Scared by the world
Made to fit in
Told that different
Is a sin
She listens to
The voice within:
"Just be yourself,
And don't give in"