Like the sunflower, I droop and rise to the sunrays bursting through my petals.
Like the daffodil, I cease the gloom of dawn and bell away with the wind.
Like the rose, I'm luscious red and lure the velvet palms, only to stab them with thorns.
Like the lotus, I stay buoyant in the waters where a water-lily grows beside, I envy.

It's uncanny how I'm unnamed...