When I got in the shower
I Made a friend
It was called the hot water
I realised when we worked together
We created steam
Steam that blinded the mirror
You'd never be able to see
The glass with all that steam
Using teamwork
I won't have to look inside
That blasted mirror
That loves to point out every error
On my body
YOU ARE READING
Plain Jane
PoesiaWhy are you so plain? Hmm? Plain, you're plain. 💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧 Poetry by yours truly.
