I was that flower that was unnurtured. Decided out of the six, I wasn’t growing fast enough. My leaves wasn’t as bright. Stem struggling to hold up straight. So just gave up on me. But through lack of water, lack of sunshine and broken stem, I fought. Went on to become the tallest, most colorful, good looking flower of the whole garden. Even placed on the cover of magazines. Proving that one can give up on us. But we can’t give up on ourselves