Like a blossoming flower
That was the way you were
Sensitive timid and shy
Much too young to die.
Falsely accused of stealing your teacher’s handphone
That was when everything went wrong
Your hurt was so deep
Your mind just flipped.
You were so vulnerable to the false allegation
Your dignity and rights subjected to serious violation
Your denial fell on deaf ears
You could only break down in tears.
In desperation you chose suicide
When you felt no solution was in sight
The humiliation was too much for you to cope
Driving you to think that there was no hope.
Little girl you are now gone
But your family and friends mourn
Your anguish has ceased
Vasanthapiriya do rest in peace!