Weeds

I am a weed
No one wants me growing in their backyard
They pull me up and throw me out

But I grow back
I follow them everywhere
Not letting them forget what they have done to me
Making them rue the day they did it

I only grow stronger
Along the way someone else throws me out
But I’m stronger
And they immediately regret it

People look at me in disgust
They don’t realize what I can do
Or how strong I am

It’s the makeup we wear over our souls
That make us look pretty
But no one knows how ugly we are inside

We are all weeds
A disgrace to all beautiful flowers
But one day a handful of us will be that beautiful
Inside and out