Twisted Whispers

Twisted whispers
Lies and deceit
I try my best
But they are my defeat

Through out the always
All out the day
“What’s wrong with her,
Look at her.” They say.

Spreading rumours of nothingness
“She’s a vampire, her eyes are black.”
What lies they whisper
For the truth is what they lack

If only they would concentrate
On who I really am
Soon they would find out
That I really am a damn

Damned my soul
By truth and lies
Your twisted whispers
Are my disguise