What I used to be.

I used to be the pretty girl that everyone wanted pictures of.
I used to be the girl with 8 modeling agencies asking her to sign with them.
I used to be the girl who had cheerleading, dance or gymnastics everyday.
I used to be the girl who could run a mile in 6 minutes.
I used to be the girl who had a perfect grade on every test.
I used to be the girl who was still excited when daddy came home.
I used to be the girl who thought the best place in the world was right in between mommy and daddy.
I used to be the girl who never thought she'd sit alone at night crying with no one to hold her, because mommy or daddy would always be there.
I used to be the girl who thought the only boy she'd ever love was the horse that she had to have taken away.
I used to be the girl with dreams so big no one could bring me down.
I used to be the girl who had the perfect group of friends.
I used to be the girl on the swimteam that everyone wanted as an anchor for their relay.
I used to be the girl who still got excited to go to grandma and papa's house because they'd always love me.
I used to be the girl that could sing her heart out.
I used to be the girl that could talk to her daddy about anything.
I used to be the girl that could play with her little brother and get along just fine.
I used to be the girl who could live everyday to the fullest and always have a big dream for tomorrow. Because I used to be the girl whose life wasn't written in an agreement by an attorney; a judge didn't decide my life for me. I did. I used to be the girl who wasn't the unarmed soldier standing alone when her family started world war three. I used to be happy.