Buckets.

I'm like a bucket.
Collecting drops of rain waters.
Like any other buckets, when I'm overflowing, I need to be emptied.
My bucket is the size of a jug.
But B's bucket is the size of a muthafriggin' pea.
It needs to be emptied.
All the time.
And where does B pours it's contents of rain water to?
Me.
Cos I have the bucket the size of a jug.
But now.
My bucket is cracked.
I can't seem to control it no longer.
Just saying.

Jane.

(No, I am not talking about toiletries.)