Why Little Jane Can'T Go To School

She sits quietly by her window each and everyday She watches the big, yellow bus pass her house and she begins to pray She carries on throughout the day feeing joy and feeling pain, She longs to gaze upon a caring face and share a smile maybe an embrace She dears to dream of the things she wants to pursue But in her countless failed attempts and fiery malevolence she wonders what to do If only she could show them, if only they could hear Jane would break her bubble of fear and show them she's here Although, sadly for little Jane; she's too delicate for this harsh and bitter earth. They'd outcast her and taunt her of the things she isn't worth Because to the eyes of the ordinary Jane would be a freak They'd rip her soul to shreds and throw her to the curb before she'd even speak For in the eyes of people like you and I, Jane is our angel from the sky She's a reminder with golden wings that perches in our hearts until the day we die She'll be known for her eternal skin battle and enclosed life that she suffered through, but wished to rule But this is the true and wicked reason why little Jane can't go to school. By: Anais Pouladi