Her name is Sally

we met in the first grade

I haven't talked to her much

but she seems okay.

    Today we started 9th grade

sally said, 'hey'

some kids are picking on her,

there's rumors she's gay.

    Today we started 10th grade

I didn't have time to say, "Hey Sally"

She seemed frightened as, once again,

the kids all started to rally

    Today we started 11th grade

Sally seems sad, she's wearing sleeves

the girls in the bathroom laugh at her, 

but I just turn to leave

    Today we finished 12th grade

But I didn't see Sally leave

they say she was tired

and chose to go to sleep

    It's been many years now

and it all taste rotten

I talk about her memory

for I have not forgotten.