22 July 2012
There is a girl who spends her life of school Trying too hard to be one that's cool. All her classmates have started drinking She tries so hard but the feeling's sinking She wants to be caught up in it all.
Every night she thinks of new ways Her classmates will accept her throughout her days She hopes to God they'll notice her Though it's the same things that occur But they ignore, they never sway.
She thought: 'What if I turn to stealing? Now there's an idea, that's appealing They'll notice me, I'll be cool for sure I'll grab them liquor they've never dreamed of before!' Not one moment of guilt, she lost the feeling.
Next morning's paper fell through the door Her mother picked it from the floor 'Missing girl found dead,' it read, and, 'Liquor thief shot in the head. By gang of girls seen here before.'
Bully • Opuss № I