A little insight into my world

I've been challenged by bobbie to think about what flower I'd be if I could be a flower.  I keep going back and forth from a wildflower - any wildflower - to a gerbera daisy.  I like to think of myself as a wildflower because, well, they're wild and I've always wanted to be wild.  There were a few years back in my twenties where I probably was a wildflower, though in ways that were very unhealthy.  I rather wanted to have the nerve to have purple hair and pierce things people at that time weren't piercing (but never my tongue! ouch!).  I wanted to make wild art that noone understood but that I never could figure out how to make either.  I wanted to dance and shout at inappropriate times like in the grocery store or sitting at my desk at work.  My best friend could do this and I so loved and admired her for it, but I never could bring myself to do it.  I guess I'm really more like a gerbera daisy these days.  More controlled, yet brilliantly colorful and reaching toward the son.  I want to stand out as a searcher and it seems that's what gerbera daisies do.  They stand out and they search for the way up.  So, I choose the gerbera daisy.  They're delightful and fun and strong and tall.  They look like they're laughing.  I like that.  But deep down inside I'm still a wildflower wannabe.  What flower are you?