Surrounding me
They say bad things about you
Even the ones that never did
Are now starting to
Yelling
Whispering in my ear
Bringing tears to my eyes
I wish I couldn't hear
All the voices are there
But I only want to hear yours
The others say bad things
Make my heart begin to shatter
A part of me confused
Filling with doubt
Listening to those voices
While the larger side ignores
Trusting not them but you
Even though your voice
Isn't there
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A look into a lovesick girl's heart and life.
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