17/03/2025
Subtle murmurs I hear every time
Truth and lies has begun to rhyme
There's no one here I can call my own
And In my fate badluck has been sown
The murmurs has turned to rumours
And the rumours turned to gossip
Now they no longer care if what they say put me in turmoil
Friends stick with eachother
But I became a gum
Chewed and tossed away