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2002-11-14

Yellow Weed

Yellow weed growing in the midst of the grass.

Unwanted, unloved, often thrown aside.

Only wanting to live your life as best you know how.

But how can you do so, when no one gives you a chance?

Emotions growing inside you, no one will listen.

Mowed down, pulled out.

Why don't they give you a chance?

You deserve life just like everything else.

But still, you're treated as a nuisance,

A nuisance, unloved, unkept.

I've always wanted to make a difference,

So, here's my chance, I guess.

Yellow weed, my treasure,

You are wanted, you are kept.