Love

A poem I wrote a few years ago. I'll be posting a lot of my old ones..

Some people think that love is like a trap.
Something that you cant escape and makes you feel like crap.
Some people think that love is an addiction.
It's almost necessary and you want it in any situation.
Some say that its like a warm fire.
It warms you even when you cant get what you desire.
Some say its like getting a new toy.
When it comes you are suddenly filled with joy.
I say love is like a rose seed.
It can grow to be beautiful, or to make you bleed.