I was called a flower!

Chains invisible
So harsh make you choke
It’s eating you up
But u can’t be able to eat anything
They alure you as a flower
So beautiful everyone not worthy of it
So elegant to be trained to be fragrant everyday

Preserving but it’s prisoning
U can’t be near the dear ones
It’s sickening to the bottom
With every second your tongue rotten and rotten
But u can’t throw up
U try but they
Tell u to be poised
U r not supposed to rebel
Then u r impudent
What do u need?
Ur respect of choice
Be labelled as disgusting desire
I was called a flower!
Alas!
Without it no garden blooms
Still it always alone looms
I am fine a thorn
I can sting to survive
I bloom not in dark
But in sun burning away all
Standing straight in blazing sand
Not leeching off someone

Now I know
I’m who I am