Are You A Peice Of Saran Wrap?

The Confusing Lesson Whipped Frankie's Anger Into Something She Had Never Felt Before. It Was Like An Emotional Meringue - The Airy Feeling Of Loneliness Topped With The Hard Crisp Of Injustice. Yet Its Taste Was Far From Sweet.

One By One, Drops Fell From Her Eyes Like They Were On An Assembly Line - Gather, Fall, Slide...gather, Fall, Slide...each One Commemorating Something She Had Lost. Hope. Faith. Confidence. Pride. Security. Trust. Independence. Joy. Beauty. Freedom. Innocence.

She Raced For Him, Propelled By The Strength Of A Thousand Regrets.

Loser Loser, Double Loser, Whatever, As If, Get The Picture. Duh!

Wearing Nothing But Sweats And A Sheer Coat Of Lip Gloss, She Wiggle Through Her Frosted Window And Jumped Six Feet To Freedom, Feeling More Charged Than A Visa Card At Christmas Time.