She got pushed around,
her cries of help were being drowned,
by the loud laughter that surrounds,
in their eyes hatred and laughter were found.

She went back to her house,
only for tears to stain her blouse.
Tears were pouring out of her eyes.
She looked at the sky and tried to figure out how to rise.

She went to the bathroom and closed the door, took the blade and slid down to the floor.
Saying she should have done this before, that she couldn't take it anymore.

Suddenly a guy came,
his eyes replicated flame, but soon was overpowered by worry,
and she began to say sorry.

She thought that everything was her fault again, and another attempt fell in vain. She didn't understand the reason why he stopped her, her vision started to blur, her eyes now filled with tears, as he hugged her and rid her off of her fears.