things i used to be

i used to pick out pretty things to wear
i wasn't so pretty when i met you
i was pretty everywhere else
i figured you didn't care
i used to feel pretty holding your hand

i don't hold your hand anymore
but i'm still pretty everywhere else

1 comments:

juskaulani says
March 22, 2010 at 10:49 AM

I like this, especially since I know the background.