It’s okay to feel like a dandelion in a field of roses. Because some people will always see you as a weed and others will recognize you as a wish, but neither will be able to rid themselves of you. You will stay memorialized in their heads and their hearts forever because despite every attempt to destroy you at your roots, you spring back. Head raised towards the sun, hopeful and unrelenting in the face of all that threatens to expose you. You are bright. You are beautiful. You are strong.