Do you ever inch into the light
Sneaking out in the night
Life feeling not alright
Have no one to hold
So you hold yourself tight
Yelling at you parents
Getting in fights
Don't you think these things
about your life
Janes insane
that's why she's holding a knife
YOU ARE READING
Plain Jane
PoetryWhy are you so plain? Hmm? Plain, you're plain. 💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧 Poetry by yours truly.
