This is a game
Have you heard my name?
I am not the same
I am just lame
And you can call me Jane
Jane is plain right
Plain Jane?
I'll be her
It'll be me
And i'll be me
Me and free
Free from "the games"
Free from me
Free to be you
Free to tease
Becasue you see
this is not me
I'm just playing
As you played me
Don't you see
This is the game
And I juts won
I twisted the table
While your undone
Lost in your gun
And you're dead in the sun
YOU ARE READING
The sun of a girl
PoetryA poem collection. Happy, sad it's all deep inside my mind. Come take a look I'll escape you into this place and time.
