They made fun of how she stuttered
And how she couldn't speak too well
Of how she couldn't go up  to counters
Her life was literal hell
For her fingers would tremble
And her knees would feel so weak
And she'd feel nausea
As she stumbled on her feet
She was also made fun of, for being quite fat
and so she spend her nights crying
But of course none knew that
Now his particular girl, was one day asked:
'if you were given the chance and a knife,
would you take your own life?'
Their eyes grew wide when she stood,
answering with all honesty
For she answered in monotone,
her words full of pity
For they thought it was all a joke,
nobody understood
Of how on someone ,
words could take a toll
And how it only took an action
to cause one's downfall