This is how it started
Back in the olden days
nothing much to do outside
for she was all alone
In her own world
Not disturbed
They tortured her with words
They brought her down
Those Rumors spread
like a candle to fire she burned
She drowned in the wax
caught up in these lies
All these rumors of her
finally got to her
shed do anything to get away
take her own life she once said
she held it up to her head
and said "I'm sorry that I've disturbed
so I'm just going to go and
take my turn"
so
She painted the walls
In a dark rich red
Her Mother screaming down the halls
to find her child lying dead
This was the end of her
And Thus the end of her time
She blames these rumors of her
Those tortured sinner words
why didn't they stop when
they had a chance................
Now because of those words
they have to pay for there actions
with the guilt of k**ing her
Now her mother cry's
Blaming all those children's lies
how could she have done this
why did you do this to her
She blames those rumors
that spread
All of the lies that they shed
But now she's free
Free and Happy...