Oh, to be a flower


Oh, to be a flower
So beautiful and free
Blowing in the wind
Swaying ever so gently

Oh, to be a flower
Cherished and loved
I’d never be stepped on
I’d never be snubbed

Oh, to be a flower
Bathing in the sun
Free from all pain
No fear of being judged

Oh, to be a flower
What a crazy dream
But I’d rather be a flower
Than continue being me

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