Beautiful flowers took my space to grow
Until I made my attack
Leaving one flower alone and isolated
Like I had once been
I was once alone in a crowded garden of beauty

Until I made my attack
Leaving space for me to grow
You begin to crumble
But I must continue to attack
People tried to destroy me for my lack of beauty
But no one destroys you for yours

You may look like beautiful rose
But your thorns hurt
Roses are said to be a symbol of love
But would you harm someone you loved
Would you prick them with a thorn
Would you cause them to shed red tears
Just as red as a rose

I may look like an ugly weed
But I'm innocent
Weeds are said to be a symbol of hate
But would you give an everlasting gift to someone you hate
Would you cause them to smile with joy
Would you give them a gift that's there forever
Just as long as a weed

Goodbye the final rose cries as the last petal falls slowing into my kingdom
I have survived
I have space to grow
I am no longer isolated
No one likes weeds though, no one likes weeds