It's okay not to be number one. Cuz we're specially only one. I looked at all kinds of flowers line 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 i 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 becausw there'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 flowre shop. Carrying a bunc of flowers in all different colors. His face looked so happy.
I didn't know his name, but he gave me a smile. Like aflower that had bloomed in a place nobody had noticed.
Little flowers and big flowers. Not one is the same as another. It's okay not to be number one.
Cuz we're specially only one.
-the only one flower in the world; smap-
