about mary jane.

behind her glazed over mirror.she was a pretty face.like the
rest.round and plump.
rosey and sweet.pale lips chapped together.
milky sweet deserts she was covered in.
cracked and dry.
wisps of banshee blonde hung.
others stringy danced and played.

maryjane stood infront of her reflection.
eyes plastered.
empty eyes.
hazel pools of empty.

sweet little innocent maryjane.
what happended my maryjane?

it was all just a little too much wasn't my mary.
you just fell over the peek of your mountain.
falling from grace maryjane?
holding your world by a piece of string mary?

is that it mary?

drowning in your sorrows mary?
pity yourself maryjane?

big girls don't cry maryjane.
big girls don't cry.