NIGHTMARE!

A Poem by Jane Doe

Please oh please be a night mare,

I wish that I could just jump off a cliff and when I die I wake up rom my nightmare,

She is in it tourturing me about you,

Making me cry.

But I don't think you know and possibly don't even care,

She made me cry,

I think she is now satidfied,

It is sad what jellous people would do young or not.

It's sad she had to make me cry,

And treat me like a baby,

The baby she never wanted ,

It is too bad we could have been friends.

Its sad she made me cry,

She broke me with a few words,

'His heart is mine and mine is His'

She knew I was broken because she than started acting like A b a side he would never see to bad opps i accidently showed him our conversation hop you meant it toward me as well as I hope you wanted him to see it

Alexandria.

© 2010 Jane Doe

Author's Note

for her
what s shes put me through I cry and she lafs,
She lafs in victory because you heart is hers so she says

i do hope you see im you cure your way out from her insaness
sorry if your offended