I used to be strong…

"I'm going to a summit meeting, bruder. Please stay here and try not to destroy my house."

I used to be feared…,

"You don't belong here, Gilbert. This is a meeting for countries only."

Everyone knew who I was…

"But…"

But now it seems…

"I was a country…"

I've been forgotten…

A/N: A short little drabble based on a picture I saw on tumblr and the captions that went with it. I always feel bad for Prussia-the character and the actual country, especially the people. Prussia was dissolved and I feel like the people that lived there had lost their home. Not literally of course, I'm pretty sure they weren't forced to leave the country but...I think it more like if someone were to dissolved America and it become part of a different nation. I would feel as though I'd lost my home even though I haven't gone anywhere. My country has a part of my heart, whether I like it or not. And I'm fairly sure most people would agree. I would love to hear your comments on this! ~Ciao. Love Stripes!