I am a weed in Short Thoughts

I am the stubborn piece of grass growing through the cracks in the concrete. I may not be super green and healthy, the perfect example of what grass should be. I’ll never be right where I belong. But nevertheless, I persist. I did not fall on beautiful fertile ground and recieve regular watering and daily sunlight. I’ve been pulled apart and smothered, but still I live. Stubborn. Im a weed.