Sense Sonnet - Chiller

I am Devastated

I found my daughter in her room,
Hanging dead from a ceiling beam.
What had brought my daughter to doom?
The truth was a nightmarish dream.
A neighbor lady down the street
Thought her daughter was hurt by mine.
So out of malicious deceit,
She set up on My Space online
A fake page of teenager, Joe.
My daughter thought him nice at first.
But then, his words turned ugly so,
And drove my daughter to the worst.

No excuses can justify
The lies that made my daughter die.