The Truth

Just a short poem i wrote in anger.

They leave the truth behind, raise the lies, and let his world slowly die.

The rumors rise, but kids don't spare a cry until the victim suicides.

They call him an as*,pu**y, a b*****d, and with that said

It's all funny until the police find his a*s dead.

Author's Note

This is short, but i took some thought into it.