Watch it!
You may be able to tower.
But I can flower.
Growing, with my roots.
Only to be stomped by your boots.
Enough!
What will make you crouch.
Should I grouch?
I see your strength.
Without any length.
Stay!
I want balance,
How do I gain your alliance?
My beautiful petals,
Are no match for your metals.
Alone.
The fault was mine.
I own no dime.
No more petals, just a stem.
I was no gem.