The Rumours

It all starts with laughter,

Then it becomes a running joke,

Then rumours,

Then those looks they give,

Rumours again,

Then they insult you,

They mock you – Like birds …

‘Was That Normal?!’

What did I do?

(Smack does the bully!)

Why do you cry?

Why do you complain?

Clean your mouth, it’s drooling,

Why don’t you speak?

You make no sense!

Dude, …