Loathing of the Bells

i know the sound "her"laugh,"her" voice terr it up! especially now. ring ring i know what you're thinking about. or at least i know what you think of me. ring ring it's always been this way. from the moment i changed your plans. ring ring when i no longer wanted to be like you. RING RING i see that girl. the one that you know. RING RING i hate her. RING RING SHE'S WASTE OF SPACE. RING RING THAT'S ALL I THINK OF HER! RING RING THAT'S ALL EVERY ONE THINKS ABOUT HER! RING RING THAT'S ALL YOU THINK OF ME!!! RING RIN-CRACK .............................................................................................................. ...I guess my bell was always broken... hanging there. ...with brother's and sister's ...i don't know who broke it. maybe it was always that way. but i know... i was the only one who could have destroyed my own voice. ...or body. maybe we'll be tossed out. it's because no one can remember it when it wasn't broken. when it wasn't useless or is it only useless to you? since you would rather have a bell then a daughter.