The starting poem - Ran(t)dom

Roses are red
It can be blue
But in my poem
Are those words true?

If roses can talk,
If they can share
their pain and their troubles
Would anyone care

If roses are not famous
If roses are not families
If roses are not friends
If roses only have misery

My rose is not beautiful
My rose is mine
I won't give it up
My rose is fine