Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Rumors



Whisper, whisper before they hear,

Hold the secret tight, so dear.

Why is everyone looking at me?

I don’t understand what I did that was so bad

Everything I hear makes me mad!

I hear different things from different people

The things I hear make me hateful

The pain I feel inside my heart, is like a it’s going to fall apart

Why would this happen to someone like me?

I try to be nice to everyone I see.

People I don’t like and people I do,

They all have an opinion on me

I don’t understand why the world revolves around this

It’s like being swallowed into a giant abyss.

The things I hear and see every day, make me think about how the world would be without these people.

The people that say these hurtful things,

Often tend to make sting ,which can never be repaired

The horrid things that people say, should not affect who you are and your ways.

Smile and nod to what they want, even though it’s only to taunt.

If you let these things pass by, I assure you your life will fly on by.

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