Unique Stereotyped Garden

Stiff minded like the wind, but fragile as water on a surface. I am unique like riffled ruby slippers. Rused by the society of minds mannered well in a costume provided. Properly rounded nothing less to be square. Shaded in cheeks like rosey red rose petals. Neither happy nor sad, the world never nearly considered. The bittered taste of jaded thorns faded into tone. Sweetly teased a tenuous smile, by the daylight.