grass underneath a tree

i am the grass underneath a tree
stuck in the shadow of the leaves
the sunlight barely shines on me
yet it illuminates the flowers next door.

i feel forgotten about
and i feel one-upped
by all the pretty flowers
who always have sunlight shining on them.

i hope that one day
someone will see
that just because i’m not as pretty as the flowers
doesn’t mean that i don’t deserve the
s
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l
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g
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t
because i’ll know i deserve it,
one day.