Just a poem.

A dark poem that tells an interesting story.

Its the quiet ones you have to worry about.

Ever have that one person that would do anything to get their way…even if it meant hurting people along the way?

Ever been dumped by a girl and she went for some older guy,
Who was probably 25 while she like you was 16?
Or she dumped you for some senior grade fucker?

Well hears a whole lot of hate in this poem just for him.

An exercise in completely sponaneous writing.

My name is Jane. I am 12 years old. Like you, I have my own story. Just like some of you, I am a victim of circumstances beyond my control.

Emotions dealt with all my life.

This was written in anger, but it is full of raw teenage emotion. Anyone who has been cheated on before and reads this will instantly feel better.

Pissed again you poor old bastard ..