Pride Diminished

April 3, 2009
By Michelle Neu BRONZE, Hammondsport, New York
Michelle Neu BRONZE, Hammondsport, New York
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Pride Diminished

Does my life have any meaning to you?
Appearantly not,
For you abuse me
And use me for your own good.

You cut me away from what I knew
And left me to rot.
I once was a tall proud tree
And now, I am merely a stump of wood.

It's what you've done, and what you do
I am no item to be sold or bought.
I deserve the same freedom, which is to be.
How sad, the place I once stood.

All my friends gone, but few.
We have a lesson that you must be taught:
Preserve what you need.
Funny, that what you need is indeed this stump of wood.

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