Tragic end

June 10, 2011
No longer will I be in pain, or have to be alone
Because now I'm six feet under a black tombstone 
When I was alive, I lived in a small shell
The world was cruel to me and gave me hell
I was not loved, the looked down on me
Because I was not gorgeous, I was ugly
They laughed at me, and made fun of my weight
This could have been stopped, but it was too late
The blood was everywhere, and my soul was free
No I can't be hurt, they had to let myself be

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