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...