Once upon a time there was a girl
named Blue
Whom everyone said had no value

They called her a mistake
And said she was fake
Thinking attention is what she
sought to take.

Feeling so hated
Blue sat and waited
To one day be exulted
From among the unwanted.

But the day never came.
It was always the same.
“Only I am the blame
For the shame to my name.”

“So why am I here?
I’m nothing but a queer.
Nothing but a smear,
To them, that’s how I appear.”

Yesterday, students went on to
continue
The daily routine of their usual
venue.
Never recognizing or coming to rue
The suicide of poor young Blue.