Eyes of a Sunflower

Look at me, look at me


I'm a sunflower, standing tall and looking bright


My petals are golden, and I seem bold


But through the eyes of a sunflower, everything I see is scolded


I wish to see the happiness in the world


I wish to see bright colors and hear laughter


For I cannot, because I am a sunflower


Maybe one day, I can change into a rose


Maybe one day I can see bright colors and hear laughter.


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