Sticks and Stones

She never fit their circle
She wasn't willing to change
The way she laughed or looked or lived
So they told her to walk away

But the lucky ones just couldn't rest
They had to hurt her more
They'd ridicule her looks and brains
And push her to the floor

She always held her head up high
So they had to take it further
They'd flush away her dignity
Till on the brink of murder

They've made up rumours and put her down
She's on the brink of breaking
Why didn't they just leave her be
Instead of always hating

The've ruined her life, her self esteem
They've robbed her of every friend
So tomorrow she'll take the gun to school
And see who's laughing then