Well, it's not flowers, and it's not animals.
It's not flattering, and it's not comfortable.
It's a sketch which is intended to illustrate constriction. The kind of squashing that happens when you try to fit a person into a tiny little box under one neat label. It's a response to being labelled, categorised, boxed, being put into a field that could never fit everything that a person is, and that really says very little about them - and says a whole lot about the person applying the categories.