Dry your tears,
and run from your fears.
Just because they made that lie,
doesn't mean you should die.
Bullies will be the reason she picked up that knife,
And have had ended her life.
And that other girl with tears streaming down her face,
Put on that white dress with pearl lace.
As she fell towards the ground with such heavy force,
she knew the bullies were the source.
The ones who had bruised and battered,
And left her mind in shatters.
They were the reason,
All because of their teasin'.
"Ugly,stupid, fat,
Had a face like a rat."
And when she decided to speak up,
"We're pretty and rich,
You're just a snitch."
So she decided to use a blade,
And now her happiness just fades.
Away, away into a unknown day,
Away, away into a place where she prays.
What a lovely world that would be,
For hatred to be gone and only love to be seen.
But now, it's too late,
She's decided her fate.
So she leaps down,
So that when she dies she can receive her crown.
And the cops will find her body when the clock strikes eleven,
But by then she will have already have received her crown in Heaven.
By Clove
