I have a rope downstairs
I could wring it round my neck
I have some pills by my bed
It'd be a quick and easy death

I could go and buy some duct tape
Wrap it tightly round my face
Cut off all circulation, and
Fall into death's embrace.
--
"Have you considered suicide?"
"Of course not, why would I?"

You have no idea
Just how lucky you are
You have nothing to fear
For you, life isn't hard

You may complain
About being less important
But please, there is no shame
In meaning something to others

You whine about being the third wheel
But in your good fortune I reel
Because although you may not be the first choice
At least you are not alone.

One simple name,
you had called her.
You didn't have a reason to,
nor do you care.

That simple name,
scarred her innocent heart.
She believes it is true,
lets it tear her apart.

One simple name,
it was funny at the time.
It was only a joke,
you didn't commit a crime?

I'll tell you a secret,
I hope you can keep.
She's sick after every meal,
and cries herself to sleep.

She's given up food,
she's given up hope.
She's finding it hard to breathe,
she's finding it hard to cope.

"You're so  fat."
is what her bully said.
That simple name*,
is the reason she's now *dead.