But once upon a time I was new!

I am a Skirt
When I was new
she used to like me.
she used to wash me 

dry me pamper me 

then iron me.
She used to say
I am her favorite one.
She loved me a lot.
She used to always flaunt me
and would blush
if her legs would get compliments 

when she used to wear me.
Now that she has worn 

the same me many times.
Now she feels bored of me.
I was her favorite outfit always.. 

today I am unwanted..
She says "You are resposible for that 

you were honest and true
modest but 'chu'
Lie in a closet
I dont need you."
But once upon a time
I was new!