Hurtful Lies and Deadly Ends
"Hey, guess what I heard" started it all,
It wasn't meant to hurt but
It did... I didn't know it would
Turn out this way.
"I heard she's a slut!" filled the air
That we all breathed in and
Blew out in sneering tones.
"Oh my God! He's SO fat! Get out the way fatso!" began to echo the halls and
As laughs rang about the school
Muffled tears rained.
The girl who was called a slut,
Was as pure as clouds after rain but
She is no longer here for
Lies drove the clouds away.
The boy who was called fat
Had issues that no one
Knew nor understood and to cope with
His body he spilt blood, hoping to be thin some day.
Now I know and
Understand that my words had caused
Hurt but to realize I
Must stop. Before it starts. Again.
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