A single daisy, stagnant along with the rest, enclosed by the millions of duplicates notable to tell apart, is trying to silently explain to all around her that she is in fact not what they think she is. If anyone thinks of her anyway. Her goal is to give the others a visual understanding of her true beauty and inner self, through the idea that she is more than just a flower trying to grow closest to the sun.
She forgoes days without sunlight, just so others around her can benefit. The others never come to the realization that the sunlight she does not receive is because of a sacrifice she has given to help them, but instead look at her as a weak flower and physically not being able to reach the ample amount of sun.