Are your jokes still funny now?
The shoves, the trips, the sadistic grins?
You stole everything from her
Your words tore her fragile being to shreds
Because of you, she lost her soul
She lost her heart
She lost her will
She lost her joy
You killed her, in every way but physical
And yet your mouth hangs open
With shock
When you discover her,
Bleeding one the ground
Content smile on her lips
Two feet from the school building
Every bone in her body broken
You did this to her
You killed her mind, her will to live
And now her body has followed.
Are your jokes still funny?
