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Sunflower

“Golden”
“Yellow”
They say when they are asked to describe me
Defined by the color of my petals
Or the sun I am under
While I grow in its light
Brown in the center.. or am I white?
Why am I defined by the light I grow under
Or the type that I am
Or the petals that blossom from my center?
 
What if I want to be a daisy?
Beautiful none the less
But different... right?
No.
I cannot be a daisy
Because you call me a sunflower
You decided what I can be
But not me.
 
Why am I called a weed?
Because I blossom in your yard
Without you asking me to?
Am I too ugly for you?
 
So you think it’s okay
To define me in any way
That you want
Why can I not
Just grow
Unbothered and free?
 
Why can’t I just be me?

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