Gossips? Rumours? What are they.

( This is a poem that i write but dont quite get it myself, can someone out there please comment on it.)

Gossips and rumours,
Who loves to say it,
Who wants to hear it,
Who cares about it.

Its like a disease,
Spreading wherever it goes,
It can make one gain satisfaction,
And also make one suffer because of it.

Most of them out there,
Is unaware,
About how these things,
May affect the life of others.

Not everyone can accept,
The fact of being gossiped,
And in most cases,
They end up killing themselves.

Im not telling lies,
If you dont believe it,
Check the news,
Then youll know.

Gossiping may be fun,
But it brings a lot of harm too,
Hope you guys out there,
Is able to comprehend my poem.

* This poem is dedicated those who loves spreading rumours, those who dont, dont even think of starting it., even though its nice to say, nice to hear, and nice to spread, its a bad thing to do okay, so if you had made a person life gone wrong because of something you say, apologise to them, theyll understand. Until then, no gossips please. Thanks you so much for your attention.*