Flower Child
Precious bud, looking for an identity
Full of mystery, oh precious bud
Under the ground, you expand
But the world is waiting on you
Stuck between two worlds
Looking to pave your own way
Plant your root firmly as you grow
Peek out your stem slowly to glow
The world is not as scary as it seems
Attracting attention all around like rose petals
Let the bee swarm surround you
Hidden inside is your sweeter side
Show your hidden colors
Reveal the beauty within
Slowly but surely, you’ll evolve
From a seed to a flower you grow
Bloom flower child, bloom
Introvertedly Quirky 
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