The roses they sell in flower shops are bereft of their thorns first to make them less wild and sprinkled with glitter and artificial scents and finally folded in gift papers before they’re sold. That’s what they do to us, cut of our thorns to make us less wild and then sell us of to somebody. Roses without thorns are easy after-all. With no thorns at all to protect themselves. Ready for a charade. A service to the society. And If you defy and go beyond the limits set you’re a wild-ling and you need to be tamed. Hence, you’re compelled to live as a rose without thorns.