It Was You - I've Already Been Burnt

Pick, pick, pick,
Lets push Emily a bit more,
But don't touch her,
Don't make her fall to the floor.

Come on Emily,
Aren't you going to cry?
We never touched you,
So don't you tell lies.

The teachers won't listen,
Cos you don't have a bruise,
Your parents don't get ya,
You don't have a bruise.

No marks on my body,
Doesn't mean no effect,
You're pushing me, killing me,
You're out of your depth.

Oh no little Emmy,
Was that a threat?
I'm telling your mummy,
You're grounded I bet.
Sit up in your room,
Like you do every night,
No friends to laugh with,
Or pillows to fight.

Yes I'm in my room I'm alone again,
You don't understand,
You've just made a sin,
You've taken my life,
Without a touch,
You weren't that strong,
Couldn't take that much.
Had to leave me to kill my own heart,
To kill my own soul,
To cut that last, hideous hole.

Oh no, oh no, she's gone you say,
How terrible, oh god,
You know it was you that day.

You killed me you know it,
And now to MY family
You owe it.
And they won't take it.
YOU live in guilt,
YOU go cry under your quilt,
I'm gone, I'm done,
So piss of you dogs,
I've already been burnt,
In the fire of life
I'm burnt, I'm dead.
Ashed out like the logs.

I don't know whether everyone will understand this so if you really want it explained email me (at .uk or post on my message board at ).
This is based on a story I'm starting to write which I might put up here eventually! :D
Anyhoo PLZ READ & REVIEW!!!! If it's signed I will check out your stuff and review it too :)