Withered

Take me for granted all you want. I am nothing but a small little plant, everyday hoping for water to come to me, for me to grow and be beautiful. I am beautiful now but watch me, as you forget to water me, I become less colorful, Less attractive, less useful and needed. I will be forgotten and become withered. The sad part is, you don't attempt to bring me back. You throw me away like everyone else has before.