April 3, 2017: Why would a dead girl lie?

Why would a dead girl lie?
Can you not see her pain?
She's dead. What do you care? Bye.
I knew the girl well. She may have cried
in the hallways.  I think she told
me once she liked watching the planes.
Why would a dead girl lie?
I met her in gym. She was pretty shy.
We were a dream team. Last I saw
her, she was riding the train.
Now, she's dead. I try not to cry, sorry. Bye.
The dead girl? Yeah, I knew her. She tried
to hitch a ride on my bike. I refrained from letting her on.
She lied? I got not idea why she would lie like that.
That dumb bitch? No, can't say I ever knew her.
She flaunted her gains as she trashed her own rep.
I don't care that she's dead. Bye, posers!
I was her friend, or so I thought. She lied
to me about her depression and anxiety.
She never cared to get to know me.
Why do you think a dead girl would lie?
I will tell you. She killed herself, the coward. Bye!