We all have pain

Part 80

A bitch, a slut, a whore
They wonder why she cuts?
As she picked up the blade,
She thought her scars would never fade.
But slowly they did, 
Making it easier to forbid.
She's sad, depressed, broken,
Until one day her last words was never spoke.
As she dropped to the floor,
Her parents were banging on her lock door.
Blood dripping down,
You can see she always had a frown.
The very next day her friends cried,
Asking why would she end her life.
The bullies regret everything they had said,
But they can't take back the words that infected her head.
Everyone's face had a frown,
As she was being lower in the ground.
Bitch, loser, weird, freak,
Please, please think before you speak.