Author's Note: This is a poem following my theme of underappreciated characters. I know Grizabella gets plenty of attention, but I feel that she doesn't get any love until the end. So I wrote this from her point of view, concentrating her story. It's not the best poem, structure wise, but I think it pacts the emotional punch that my last story was lacking. Enjoy and please review!
It came in a flash;
And it left just as fast;
I was a star;
But that was back then.
My name was fame;
I was adored;
But not loved;
And that was back then.
In time, the candle blew out;
And the bulb blew;
And the sun set;
And 'back then' began do die.
Soon enough, they greatest and latest took my place;
And I became…nothing;
And I feared that's all I'd ever be;
So I tried to live back then.
But then they turned on me;
And shunned me completely;
And they moved on with their lives…without me;
Forgetting all about back then.
But there was hope;
And they found me;
And we all saw the truth:
That back then, wasn't nearly as good as tomorrow will be.