She sits in society as the freak. Told how to act, how to dress how to speak
She is always true to herself and believed for a happy end. Even when her friends were the same generic blend.
The Roses tried to put her down for her seedy freckles and beliefs of light
She tried to fight with words knowing she was right
Bee’s would try and take her pollen and make her like the rest
The pressure to be a rose and not herself made her feel oppressed
She was interested in reaching for the stars and being tall in dreams
Rose’s always envy that with their stale generic green leaves
The tree’s spoke to Sunflower and told her that she is unique
And although things when they get tough seem bleak
Her differences are her strength’s in life that will cheer her on forever
She listened and smiled knowing luck was wished for her endevour
So although the Rose’s tease and try and bring her down
She knows everything is okay with her golden sky high crown
When a sunflower is born into a world of rosey red
They continue to be the sun and shine light and love on everyone instead
