Rumors Hurt
Walking home,
The summer sun shines,
I'm alone,
But there's people behind,
Daydreaming,
I think of nothing,
I imagine the stars,
As if they're not far,
People talk,
While I continue my walk,
They come,
I ignore them,
They spread rumors,
as if words don't hurt,
I continue my walk,
They continue to talk,
They say empty words,
That hurt,
I hold up my head,
Until the day ends,
While they continue to talk,
I'm still on my walk,
Waiting for the day to end,
So I can escape to dreamland.
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