People wonder.
People stare.
people watch.
People talk.
What do they think.
What do they say.
Should I care.
Why do they stare.
Questions wander through the halls but I know I shouldn't care
At times I can't stand it and I just want to scream in someones face but I hold it back with all my heart.
Another day will just go by with all the rumors and the stareing as I walk by
Another day in hell another day just passing me by
I will get through this and it will become old news
People won't care with in a day or two
