If I were a rose would you pick me?

Ever felt like the world was conspiring against you? Making you feel as though you weren't good enough or pretty enough or just not enough, period.

Competing constantly with a garden filled with roses but you're a sunflower; and guys love roses.

I was a Sunflower, they were roses, a little shy but no on knows this.

"Rose girls in glass vases, Perfect bodies, perfect faces. They all belong in magazines.Those girls the boys are chasing, Winning all the games they're playing. They're always in a different league. "

Its hard thinking you're not good enough. 

You never knew or even considered yourself less than, until you're surrounded with perfect girls. Skinny, beautiful, smart, perfect, like a Rose in a vase.

As a girl, I always felt left out. I hung out with girls who were popular and who every one liked but even with them, I was invisible.

Crushing on guys who'll never see me. At the parties they'll never greet me. But I'm pretty sure they knew me, they always commented on my body.

Wishing they would see me standing there.
But I wasn't the ideal girl. I may have been pretty but a girl like me wasn't the number 1 pick or number 2 or 3 or maybe not a pick at all...
I was a sunflower they were roses. I was a little funny but no one knows this.

Never hated myself for who I was and what I looked like so much, until I was with my friends.

Wishing I could change over night.
And change into something they'd like.

But to them I was just trying to be something I'm not. Just to be accepted by the people who thought I would never be good enough.

But I was a sunflower they were roses. I was a little sweetheart  but no one knows this.

I always hid in the shadows.

I felt like a nobody. The guys that I like would never like me.

If I were one of them would you pick me?

But I'm a Sunflower and they were Roses. I was a little charming but one knows this.

But the season came and I bloomed. I wish I could be picked by you.

I got chosen last and even when I asked... I stepped out of my comfort zone.

I asked guys out and even got turned down.

I thought there was nothing left to do. Because I'm a sunflower and she was a rose and I'm a little sad but no on knows this.

I couldn't help but think...Maybe if I was her, you would see me.

If I were a rose you would pick me, if I was Ideal, you would date me, if I was beautiful, you would love me?

But I'm a sunflower a little funny, a little shy, a little grumpy, a little sad, a little happy, a little charming, a little lovely, a little fun, a little lonely...

But all Roses are Flowers but not all Flowers are Roses.

So they were all just like me; they just didn't know it.