One cut
Two cut
Three cut
World you caused this
Four,
Five,
Six more
You broke her
Tears fall
One,
Two,
Three,
Four,
Five,
Six tears
Look at what you've done
Go home the voice whispers
Go home the voice says
Go home the voice yells
Go home the voice shouts
Go home the voice screams
Gun, rope, need something more
Bleach, knife, I have it
Cut again and again
Go home the voice repeats
Stands on chair with rope around her neck
Look what you did world
Chair falls and girl is hung
Pale and cold
Look what you have done world
"Are you happy world?" are her final words
Look what you have done
You killed this precious girl
You killed this precious little
                       Angel