They say you're a sweetheart 

But I just can't see  

How that can be possible 

When you don't help me         

 

He's prodding at my heart 

She's stabbing my vein 

You can't bother to notice 

My obvious pain      

 

They rip at my failures 

 I'm torn to a thread  

You just flip your silky hair

Flirt with him instead   

 

Say nice things to my face 

And act as a friend 

But then I turn to find out 

It was all pretend

 

 

They bullied me 

Always made me cry 

What'd my friends and teachers do? 

They left me to die.