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So She Cries
She was on the playground one day
Having a grand old time
When she passed those monkey bars
That she just couldn't climb.
And suddenly she had a thought,
"Maybe I'll just give it one more shot."
So she walked over and stared at the shiny metal bars,
When suddenly the insults were hitting her like cars.
"You can't climb, you're just too FAT."
"Ick, I'm so glad I was never friends with THAT."
So she cries and cries
Because she believed all of their lies.
She wished she would never have to go to school again,
Or that she could just have at least one friend.
Eight insult-filled years later she was checking out Facebook,
When something caught her eye. Did she dare look?
The caption was, "Lay off the twinkies."
Followed by a semicolon winkey.
It was a picture of her running in gym class
With comments like, "Ew. Go kill yourself, fat ass."
So again she cries.
Because she believed all of their lies
But this time she thinks...
What if it all just ended here?
All this pain, all this suffering, all these endless tears.
A bottle of pills happened to catch her eye.
That seemed to be the easiest way to die...
So she downed the whole bottle with shaking hands
Nervous while carrying out her end-it-all plans.
And as she sat there awaiting the end,
She wrote a quick goodby to all her so-called friends.
She wondered, if when they saw her lying there,
If they would take the time to read it
Or if they just wouldn't care.
But she realized she had just let them win.
Ending her life because she wasn't thin.
She took her last breath and hated herself for being so weak
As one final tear rolled down her cheek.
So think before you call that girl ugly,
Before you call that girl fat.
Because what if one day she just snaps?
So take a minute and step into her shoes.
See if you can imagine the hell you've put her through.