That Girl

I am the girl
You saw walking down the hallway
Whose name you might've known
Only as a joke.

I am the girl
Who endured thousands of looks
Hundreds of names,
All thrown for your fun.

I am the girl
Who acted crazy
And you thought was fine
But you never cared about

I am the girl
Who one friday
Went home and decided
She had had enough.

I am the girl
Who went home
Took a pen
And wrote a note that will always live in your mind.

I am the girl
That said
I'm sorry,
I guess you'll have to find a new object of torture.

I am the girl
Who one night
Took the revolver to her head
And now is dead.