In Elementary School, she was taught
Be nice and everyone will be nice back
Except for the boy who teased her and hit her
So she was confused
Valentines day came 'round and the boy gave her a card
Saying "Will you be my Valentine?"
Why was he mean to her, but gave her this?

In Middle School, she was taught
Do your work, make friends
But the work went unexplained
The other girls were
"too busy"
Chasing the boys
So she wondered,
how can I do this,
When I simply cannot?

In High School, she was taught
Stay outta trouble, do your work, make friends.
But trouble found her
The work, it was somewhat manageable,
But the girls were trouble
They lowed her self-esteem,
By crimping, curling, dying, straightening their hair
Tried to look "perfect"
Like those models on TV
And she had no friends.
For the girls were busy preening themselves
And the boys were too busy acting macho
And so she thought, I am doomed to fail,
And after many "You should die in a hole" comments
She drove to the desert, dug a hole, and died in it.

But there were people that pretended to mourn for her.
For that's what the "Popular Crew" do
Even though they bullied her into
This
And so weeks and weeks passed
And now no one remembered the girl who died
Of contradiction