I wish I were a dandelion
I wish I were a dandelion so
I could finally let myself die
I wish my little yellow petals holding me hostage would fall
Fall so that way I am new
So new for when the next child walks by they pick me up
Pick me up in their tiny sticky hands
Pick me up and blow me away
Far away so I can finally be free
Somewhere I can maybe start a new life
Where I could do it all over again
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