What's the Point of Comparing Myself?
I'm not exactly the prettiest flower in the bouquet,
Engrossed in perky pageant petals.
But I mustn't compare myself.
Because I was bought with my floral friends,
And I will wilt with them as well-
Which deems comparing as an action most unnecessary.
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