Love ,Janie...

Curbside Prophet's note-Janie,who's Janie?Well she's a girl,an everyday story,you'll meet her anywhere,everywhere,or maybe you do know her.Somehow i do feel close to her,not because its me,i don't even know who i am but i do see a slight resemblance.But i would still say its not me,this particular piece is very close to my heart,cause i wrote it when i desperately wanted something which could be good enough to make me a little happy,contrary to life,THEN!Its funny how i just started without any specific idea or theme and it just turned out to be this story of girl in a nutshell.She's a little moronic,eerie,witty,jaded,confused,sarcastic,self-indulgent and dreamy.She knows she's the star of her life and it all revolves around her .She isn't someone you might fall in love with,but I'm sure you would wanna know who's the Janie in your life!

The world seems big from where i live,
But they say its pretty small,
I don't really have much to give,
But you can have it all.

I just have a few coins in one pocket,
A few telephone numbers in the other,
The memories of a trashed love in a locket,
And a sorry note from my younger brother.

I'm passionate about dreaming,
But that's not what i do,
I listen to music when my mother is screaming,
My hands smell funny cause i play with glue.

I don't really like things which are close,
I've always had a liking for things which are probably too far,
I never wanted your purple prose,
But your honesty did leave a scar.

I'm still a virgin you know?
And i don't think that's daft,
I can do that,i know so,
But sex still isn't my craft.

I don't know if i have a killing smile,
But you did seem dead the last time we met,
I fumbled through my speech and said,"that is my style",
I was so high who needed a private jet.

Do i make you think?
Do i act weird a bit too much?
Does my behaviour make you blink?
I don't really plan anything as such!

Oh yes!I swear alot,
And i give no reason for it,
Is that love that you've got?
Last time i tried,it did fit.

I think i got funnier with age,
They say its nice the way i turned out,
But all i got from you was rage,
When i made fun of your uncle's gout.

Yeah,you know me,
They call me Jane,
You said "that's not what it should be
That name's a bit too sane."

You know its funny how a tale starts ,
And then comes to an end,
And there she wrote below the many blue hearts,
"Love,Janie-your ex-girlfriend"

PSST-i know this is Shreya's fave.......so to you,MOTORBITCH!