tell you what
i still cannot forget or forgive what you have done
that is why i am writing
a sunflower wanted to be the sun
but it cannot
because it will always be on the ground being plucked by others and later
thrown away as the others find it
unnecessary
and not important anymore
it is very proud of itself and and only think lowly of others
but it will always be the one looking up to the sun while the sun look down on it
so the sun is us
and the sunflower is a 'IT'
