A poem about forgotten friends and how this girl who feels as if she has been put into the back of a friend’s closet.

My home…lost and broken and stolen.. .

I will always and forever be here for you.

Love poetry/lyrical.

Casting away unwanted belongings.

In a place of renown,
Well- spoken of,
In the sportlight of fame —-

Every lie you told me was a nail in our coffin.

You have to accept it when something has changed.

Sometimes it is better to reign in your emotions.

Feeling like you’re slipping away.