It's the rumors...
They're what get to me
Why do they have to start?
Why are they about me?
What did I do?
It's never ending...
The rumors...
They're so cruel...
How can people be so mean?
I can't stand it, year after year. Why me?
I just want it to stop.
I want to shout and scream but I lose my voice every time.
I sit there in silents like nothing happened.
I want to yell in their face, I want them to know how it feels.
Who knew the closes people could hurt you so much...
The lights shine bright...
Everywhere I look they are there filling the night sky with color
The sounds
The music. the laughter, the voices filled with excitement
The smells
Freedom is to have the right to
Speak,
And to Think
But
What happened to that freedom?
Where did it go? Did we lose it, or did we never actually have it?
They tell us we can think what we want
Today, in the present
Don't focus on the past
Don't think about the future
Focus on right now
Don't think about what happened yesterday or what you're doing tomorrow
Take a deep breath and focus on right now
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