Friday, April 20, 2012

Now.

Neglected, when I used to feel so attended to.
A miser, when I used to feel like I was up on a pedestal.
Alone, when I used to feel surrounded with the best things a girl could ask for.
Unloved, when I used to not be able to keep my feet on the ground.

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