let the ruthless raindrops fall on me
beat my face like thousand of rejections
i always get rejected
no matter how sincere i am
my sincerity undergoes sublimation
but goes evaporation at the end
i look tough
but actually
i am as weak as sunflowers
sunflowers show no expressions
but they resemble a lot
they seem like smiling
seem to be sad
men should be like sunflowers
stand up right and brave the wind
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