Plain

these words are not mine

they are yours though I

may be the one who wrote

them down they are for you

to read and your ears to hear

"Hear Me" was the first one

it told the world how much I

hated my mother and loved her

at the same time to make it

enetertaining I said it in rhyme

always keeping in mind these

words are yours not mine

I do not belong to this world and

will not ever claim to be of it

I am a messanger who also is

a stranger letting the message

be noted in ink onto paper