All worn out and ripped,
I feel neglected.
I was used and thrown aside like I am worth nothing.
I know now how the world works.
You are important to the world as long as you are in perfect condition,
As soon as you get a little older, there is no use for you anymore.
I was used a lot.
My owner was my best friend and I loved it when she held me.
She held me close as she would walk through her life and I was always by her side.
She held onto me tight so there would be no way she could lose me.
She trusted me with all of her valuables.
I may have gotten a little cluttered at times,
But I always held onto her belongings.
We were close but she started to not take care of me.
She took me for granted and threw me around.
I was hit against things as we walked by,
And I kept gaining weight.
I am broken and all alone.
I have been replaced by some girl named Prada.
I will always hold the memories of when I was of value,
For now I sit and wait buried in the closet of the past.