Jane was a girl who fell in love
Fell in love with a boy who never loved
Gave him her all, gave him her best,
Even on the rainy days, he was better than the rest
The best she could get, the best she could find
A strange little thought that somehow creeped into her mind
You see, Jane was a smart girl, sweet and pretty
College degree, athletic, and also witty
Other girls envied her, saying "Look at her!
She thinks she's all that, with her nice curves!
I bet she's on drugs, I bet she takes pills,
I bet she has sillicones under those hills!"
Because of this, Jane never had real close friends,
No shopping, no parties, just studying every weekend
Quite the lonely life, no fun in that
Just reading the books, acing the tests
As her résumé grew, her self-confidence shrunk
Her depression building up, like a loaded gun
Along came John, the boy who never loved
A few sweet words and she was high on love
Made her feel so great, made her feel like a queen
Except for when he drank, then he became mean
Jane accepted this and covered the bruises with ice
Not used to love or anyone being nice
"It's okay, he doesn't mean it!
I know he loves me, I can feel it"
Excuses, excuses, making up for his mistakes
Though he took her for granted, she never left his place
The beatings got worse and the pain only grew
He'd lose her soon, if only he knew
"Jane, baby, can I have some more money?"
College degree salary, all going to her honey
Alcohol, drugs and other women
That's how John had started living
Poor little Jane, heart-broken and crushed
Dead inside, never did her cheeks see another blush
Jane started to realize what her life had become
No love, no friends, not even one
John was her everything, yet she had nothing
What was the point, if life meant sobbing?
She removed their photo's from the shelf
And that night, little Jane hanged herself
A sad ending to an even sadder tale
A beautiful girl with a life so pale
Don't become Jane, take a good look at yourself
Love yourself first before you love someone else
Don't forget this story, don't forget the name
Don't forget the life of poor little Jane
Fell in love with a boy who never loved
Gave him her all, gave him her best,
Even on the rainy days, he was better than the rest
The best she could get, the best she could find
A strange little thought that somehow creeped into her mind
You see, Jane was a smart girl, sweet and pretty
College degree, athletic, and also witty
Other girls envied her, saying "Look at her!
She thinks she's all that, with her nice curves!
I bet she's on drugs, I bet she takes pills,
I bet she has sillicones under those hills!"
Because of this, Jane never had real close friends,
No shopping, no parties, just studying every weekend
Quite the lonely life, no fun in that
Just reading the books, acing the tests
As her résumé grew, her self-confidence shrunk
Her depression building up, like a loaded gun
Along came John, the boy who never loved
A few sweet words and she was high on love
Made her feel so great, made her feel like a queen
Except for when he drank, then he became mean
Jane accepted this and covered the bruises with ice
Not used to love or anyone being nice
"It's okay, he doesn't mean it!
I know he loves me, I can feel it"
Excuses, excuses, making up for his mistakes
Though he took her for granted, she never left his place
The beatings got worse and the pain only grew
He'd lose her soon, if only he knew
"Jane, baby, can I have some more money?"
College degree salary, all going to her honey
Alcohol, drugs and other women
That's how John had started living
Poor little Jane, heart-broken and crushed
Dead inside, never did her cheeks see another blush
Jane started to realize what her life had become
No love, no friends, not even one
John was her everything, yet she had nothing
What was the point, if life meant sobbing?
She removed their photo's from the shelf
And that night, little Jane hanged herself
A sad ending to an even sadder tale
A beautiful girl with a life so pale
Don't become Jane, take a good look at yourself
Love yourself first before you love someone else
Don't forget this story, don't forget the name
Don't forget the life of poor little Jane
Author notes
The way I read this poem somewhat reminds me of christmas-stories. It has an ironically happy tone, even though the story is so sad.
Subtle honesty please! Constructive criticism is the key! :)
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I love this poem, it's such a truthful. sad, yet sweet story.
The only stanza that's a little awkward is this one:
Along came John, the boy who never loved (I love that line)
A few sweet words and she was high on love
Made her feel so great, made her feel like a queen
Except for when he drank, then he became mean
Jane accepted this and covered the bruises with ice
Not used to love or anyone being nice
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I'll be noting ya name and lookin forward to readin it. Good luck, stay sharp =)
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heh... I love the ironic similarity to a christmas tale.
I think you did a great job with this. It's clever and it conveys a good message... but it's equally important not becoming a John. Would be interesting to see your take on Johns Story. =)
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... wow! That is actually a great idea! I gotta think about how I'd do it though, but definitely something I should do!!
Thanks!!!
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wow!
i think this was impressive! its really easy for a girl to fall in love with a guy who just butters her up with sweet talk and looks amazing... but honestly, i think its just another shallow crush!
This was very well written! very simple words used... in such a moving way. And i have to say, the story behind this was pretty sad!
and the advice at the end was awesome! 
~Ranji


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Thank you very much! I'm very happy you liked it!!
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this is a lovely story
i enjoyed reading it
i love how you discribed her "You see, Jane was a smart girl, sweet and pretty
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Thank you!!
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wow!!!! This is a very powerful write and story. I think I should feature this for you! I love the ending! The way you portray her pain and loneliness is amazing. This is bookmark worthy!

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Thank you blueyez! Haha I'd be honored if you'd do that

And your compliments are making me blush so stop it! xD
Thanks
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although it is a sad sad story, there is a wonderful point to it - and the story rhymes! Nice work


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I like this... it's a story that rhymes. Well penned! Peace and Love


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