There she is, that girl.
Elbows collapsed onto the table.
You are not wanted here.
Go away.
Get lost.
Go bother someone else.

Freak.
Four-eyes.
A parade of feet to trip her.
A battalion of rough lips,
With rough words.
You are useless.
You're a waste of space.
You don't belong here.

She stands up.
Flops up,
On wobbling knees.
God, what a loser.
She picks up her empty tray.
Anorexic much?
You're so weird.

You're pathetic.
You're a waste of space.
A forest of faces turns toward her.
They grin with pointed teeth.
You are stupid, fat, and ugly.
You will always be stupid, fat, and ugly.

And now for the coda:
She walks out.
The choir is silent.