Wildflower

Call her a wildflower, don't you dare call her just a pretty flower. She is prettier than the prettiest flowers and yet chooses to be the extraordinary among the beautifully boring regulars. You tell her to grow on that majestic tree and she will majestically grow on that unknown wall. You set rules for her and she will play with the rules and bend them and mend them like a pro. She knows no normal, she knows no simple. She is crazy and crazyness personified in all in one. Among the millions of beautiful routine flowers, she is one in a billion madness coated  in that amazingly beautiful soul. She is nicer than the nicest, yet weirder than the weirdest. She is mystery, she is magic, call a wildflower, don't you dare call her just another pretty flower.