There was only one way

For her to escape that day

From the bullies and name calling

Know now that she isn't falling

With the dearly depeated she stands

her body cold from here feet to her hands

No one thought of what they did

or why she hid.

They just laughed and called her names

they all claim that it was just games

The world to the girl was like a rose, all beautiful and sweet

The bullies were the thorns that made it complete.