I rescued a cup

Here's a story about a cup lost and lonely was the cup we found it sitting all alone Then someone said please pick it up And so they did and washed that cup They washed the cup and let it dry And set it on a place real high But still no one touched that cup Hard and cracked the plastic was on this sad little glass Every time one would touch the cup A piece of skin would be lost So up there in the place real high The cup spent his precious time Reserved for the ones the people didn't like.