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by Sarah Oct 2, 2009 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Rumors annoy me Pesky little problems In middle school they're always there You can never seem to solve them People with no boundaries Always in my way The bad ones never go When the the good ones never stay The wonderers, the watchers Always waiting for their cue To start spreading lies About your life and things you do You'll never be safe Don't think for a second you are They can get you anytime At school, parties, or in the car Now don't get me wrong Some rumors are bleak But two of three times You won't show up for a week Why do we all say the worst When we know it's not true But once we realize we were wrong It's too late to undo