Ah yes, I am the stubborn sunflower,
Who blooms when no one asked me to,
Who chases the sun wherever he may go,
And continues to keep my head to the sky,
Even after he leaves.
I grow where no one wanted me to,
Yet I stay and blossom in the sun,
Knowing that somewhere, sunflowers are wanted.
I stand tall in the grass, vibrant in contrast,
And I am not afraid.