Rumors

I close my eyes praying for death
Waiting to take my last breath
Anxious of getting away from this mess
Thats now officially a part of my life
Im thinking of stabbing myself with a knife
Anything to get away from this strife
Thats hunting me like a mad wife
The rumors are getting worse than ever
People are saying them to whomever
Not thinking that it would harm me forever
Guys know me wherever I go
Shouting out my name as they walk slow
Making me feel so low
Talking behind my back as if I dont know
Telling everyone that they had me
Getting people against me
Making my friends betray me
In order to save their reputations
And stay away from harmful situations
Now theres no communications
Between me and my so called pals
All because of some made up lies
That were spread by horny desperate guys
That move around like irritating flies
Annoying me with their starring eyes
Making me wish they were demised
Wondering if the only way to get away from this pesticide
Is by committing suicide

***THIS IS THE CENSORED VERSION***