Rumors

by leah   Aug 23, 2005


My self esteem is getting low
with each and every step i take them slow
caution watch out for me
I'm buried in pain cant u see
my eyes are filled with anger and tears
i try to hold them back before me black eyeliner smears
all the people ask me whats wrong
when they no for damn sure whats going on
i know their talking and spreading rumors too
they will still believe them even if their not true
they call me stupid like i don't know anything
just because they don't have the guts to say it to my face what they have been saying
i try to act as if i care
even though i know theirs not much i can bear

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  • 18 years ago

    by SaphireAngel

    I know how u feel. i had the same type of experience last year. but, as a fortune cookie i had said: good to begin well, better to end well.