broken tiaras and dusty pumpkins

by

fallenmidnightangel

.:;*;:.

she feels like she is

s l o w l y

losing her humanity.

every time someone says,

"oh, you look just like your mother."

she can feel her fingers slipping on their grip

and she is scared,

sososcared,

that her personality will look just like her mother's too.

.:;*;:.

stay

strong

.

it's harder than it looks.

.:;*;:.

"you're better than her."

"she was a monster, you aren't."

"you are nothing like her."

why does she feel like they are

l

y

i

n

g

?

maybe it's because when they answer her question

they

never

meet her eyes.

.:;*;:.

she is a shattered pane of glass lying on the pavement

she is a mirage that comes and then leaves just as quickly

she is a broken little girl who is crying for help but receives none

but at least she holds her head high

because to give up is

F

L

O

.

.:;*;:.

Well, this is awfully short. It's not a wonderful free-verse, but I actually really like this one. Short, sweet and to the point. This is Natalie-centric (I really like writing for Natalie – I don't know why. Maybe it's because not enough people get her IC? I hope I am! ^^), and it's pretty obvious to see what this it's about.

I NEED A BETA. BADLY. Almost all of my works are short, under 2,000 words, so they would be easy to check over and send back. PRETTY PLEASE WITH TOM FELTON ON TOP.

I'm dedicating this to myself, because I've been through a hard time lately, and this is kind of me venting, so… enjoy my venting!

Please review with some CC! (by the way, this is meant to be short, thank you!)

~Ari (I less than three you!)