Rumors

I hear the hushed whispers
I see the sideways glances
It spreads throughout the student body like an infectious disease
Fabricated and distributed by jealous minds and loose lips
They can roll off your back like rain
Or pierce you like a dagger to the heart
They can make you laugh
They can make you cry
They can make you want to end it all
Some people say "The truth hurts"
But Rumors can hurt just as much