Teenaged girl, hardly past sixteen
Staring, horrified at her computer screen
Irreparable damage has now been done
The rude comments, the belittlement, as painful as any gun
Her already fragile adolescent self-esteem
Shattered completely; how can girls be so mean?
The catty remarks will make an imprint on her brain
Deflecting our own insecurities--what is there to gain?
Reputations, feelings, pride all hurt by one
With a mere set of computer keys, a most deadly weapon
Why must we tear others down in order to feel good?
The victims, suffering alone, feeling so misunderstood
Even scarier now, how will the hurt girl proceed?
She may fight back, or worse, she may end her life indeed
Might we stop and think now the next time we type
How we could be destroying a life for one more like?