Under Appreciated.

July 16, 2009
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She sits and waits
for the day she feels loved
to come.

Waits for them to realize
she wasn't just a mindless
statue. Sitting there not knowing
what to do. She cries and a part
of her dies when she realizes
shes just a burden.

Those she loves, never notice
when she's gone. Not even
another glimpse at the door as
she walks out. Out of their lives

She's under appreciated and
all alone. In a world way to cold.
Sad and lonely she waits.
Under appreciated.

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