Once there was a lonely flower
Standing all alone
Crying in the rain's shower
It's heart was all torn

All it listened
Were grim- bitter murmurs
Making it's eyes glisten
As it was surrounded by shunners

All it received was rancor
Making him feel dejected
Everyday the hatred honed
The flower was rejected

Words hit it like bombs
Shattering it's soul
Maybe this was it's fate?
That turned into stone

But One day
Someone touched it's petals
It felt a warm fuzziness
Maybe now was the time
To bring back it's happiness

But all it thought was wrong
As it's petals were plucked mercilessly
No one heard it's cries
The flower died wretchedly

Now all that was left
Were the tears of the lonely flower...