Fat Cunt All the kids at school called him a fat cunt He was a fat cunt with no friends Who walked around the school football field at lunchtime because he had no one to talk to Nothing to do He used to walk home alone and when it rained he used to allow himself to cry His mum and dad never would have guessed At home he was such a polite boy He stopped eating for awhile to try and get thin Eating away at himself instead So he could fit in He wanted to fit in and be part of the crowd He wanted to merge into the crowd and disappear He used to dream of walking into the school hall all guns blazing Bullets flying and the kids who spat in his hair screaming in pain for a change He understood those two kids in America who simply had enough and who had no one too He used to think of knifing himself in the heart or blowing his mind away with shotgun pellets Just to drown out all of the names they called him He took comfort in the fact that If things ever got too bad He could End It All Which he did on one Sunday morning It took six police officers to pick the jigsaw puzzle pieces of his life from the train tracks