A Wilted Rose

Who is Florence Benet? She asks herself the same question. Some say, she is like a rose. Roses will bloom wherever they please, grow to different lengths, and be an assortment of different colors. All unique, all different in some way. They do not conform to standards, they do not do what they are told. But most people don't stop to look at the roses that all look the same, they look at the ones that stand out. The ones that were born different. People will turn and look, even if the flower doesn't want them to, because the flower has no say in what other people do, just like it has no say in what it will be.