You make me want to scream
and shout while tearing at the flesh and meat
that is known as my throat,
making it so raw I can barely speak because,
no matter what I say
you don't believe me.
Oh Jasper,
what will I do with you?
YOU ARE READING
Jasper
PoetryNo one understood him. No one knew where he came from. No one knew what he was like or who he was. No one knew why he did the the things he did. But everyone knows who he is. To put it simply, he's Jasper. [story told in verse]
