I am tough, withstanding anything I encounter, from the most delicate snowflake To the heaviest of all mac trucks. I am the hardest worker of all. I get stepped on and run over by dozens of insensitive dog walkers. You should watch where you’re going when you pass the rotting carcass of a blue jay, and the scattered cigarette butts belonging to a Vietnam Veteran. Don’t trip or I’ll scar you for life with my irregular shaped fragments of gravel And pieces of a shattered glass bottle. I am not the prettiest nor am I perfect, with the cracks and potholes in my skin that nobody sees. I might force you to get a new tire. I can only hope I can be in a jam, but right now I'm stuck playing hopscotch.