Thier whispering about me
Watching me
Judging me
They dont even know me
Do they?
They dont know what its like
To live everyday hating something about themeselves
People throwing things
The anger
Mabey their not talking about me anyway
And its just conjecture
Mabey...
Poetic Justice
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/whispers-69/
