The rumors, The lies. <br />The teasing, My cries. <br />The pain of the knife, <br />The end of my life. <br />The Hospital bed, <br />My throbbing head. <br />People all around, <br />But I dont hear a sound. <br />My family, Not one friend, <br />Taking the time, To mend. <br />The tearfull Hello's, The tearfull Goodbye's, <br />And all this started, With rumors and lies.<br /><br />Tamara Moir<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rumors-and-lies/
