Weeds cling to life under the most adverse conditions.
My life has been like a seed carelessly dropped on a cold hard concrete pavement. My struggle to survive this hostile world dependent on the whim of the wind and the clouds. Dispassionate feet have trodden on my delicate stem and malevolent hands have ripped off my budding leaves. No beautiful flower could grow from this purgatory. Violence, abuse and abandon turned me into a misfit; instead of growing into a beautiful flower, I became a weed on a dirty pavement - a survivor clinging to life under the most adverse conditions.