You're as underrated as a ****
People see you as something
To pick out the ground
And toss over their shoulders
Like its nothing
You're considered ugly
A bother
But in reality these people
Aren't actually looking at you
They aren't observing you
Taking in all your fragile
Features
The way your tiny petals
Stretch towards the sun
The way your stem carries
You so effortlessly
When you dance in summer wind
I wish to be a ****
Like you