I looked at all kinds of flowers
Lined up in front of the flower shop
Each person prefers a different type
But they’re all beautiful
None of them fight
Over who’s the best
They just stand up tall and proud
In their buckets
So how come we people
Want to compare ourselves like this?
Why do we want to be the best
When everybody’s different?
Yes, each of us is
A flower there’s only one of in the whole world
Each of us has their own seeds
So let’s just do our best
To make them grow into flowers
There are people whose smiles are strained
Because they’re completely lost
But it doesn’t matter
Because every flower that’s worked so hard to grow is beautiful
Eventually someone came
Out of the flower shop
Carrying a bunch of flowers in all different colours
His face looked so happy
I didn’t know his name
But he gave me a smile
Like a flower that had bloomed
In a place nobody had noticed
Yes, each of us is
A flower there’s only one of in the whole world
Each of us has their own seeds
So let’s just do our best
To make them grow into flowers
Little flowers and big flowers
Not one is the same as another
You don’t need to be number one
You’re special in the first place, the only one of you
Appreciate what you already have
maybe it isn't what you want
but it is what you need
because
Allah doesn't gives what you want
but what you need
to teach you
to you hurt you
and
to shape you just how you should be
