Hights

placed on a pedistal

so high up

she was bound to fall

she smiled

and waved

like a good girl

placed

high up

a model for all to see

and one day she sliped

small frame falling

the thousands of feet

that it took to look down

on absaloutly  evrybody

caught by the very people

she stuck her nose up at

for so long.

left behind the days of

pedastal princesshood

cause she was never really one

for hights anyway

Reviews

[melissa]

Great poem