Whispers

by hidden under lies   Jun 1, 2005


I can hear you talking about me all the time. my mom and my best friend seem to be going against me. always whispering this way and that, and i know its all about me. i can hear the pity and all the things about how you think I'm going a little crazy. i can feel your voices hit me like a cold wind in December. your voices are so cold that i collapse and i have nothing to say anymore. you try to bring me down and i can feel it in your tone of voice. i can feel all that just from your voices. and its scary.

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