They Killed Her
He said they slept together
They believed him
She said it was a lie
They said she was lying
They tormented her
For the rest of her days
All because he lied
He was called stud
He was highfived
He was fistbumped
She was called slut
She was stared at
She was ostracized
Her friends abandoned her
She was all alone
Each night she cried
Because the lies escalated
They began to say she was pregnant
So they called her fat
She starved herself next
Her eyes became hollow
Her bones began to protrude from her skin
They did this to her
Next they called her freak
So she took a blade to her skin
And watched the red rain seep out and turn into a thunderstom
They found her lying on the floor
The red rain had left puddles
They all said she was a good peson
That she was sweet
That she was kind
That they wished she had asked for help
They all said she would be missed
But they did this to her
They killed her
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