Gossip

Simple minded popularity
leaves us blinded
stupid zombified
followers we are
one word is
said
and for eternity
it's kept
never to be put to rest
news travels fast
and ends fairly slow
people are so cold
populars are so bold
loners souls are bought or sold
because YOU wouldn't let it go
so many people's lives are told
written out on paper folds
what made you all so cold
with your tightly knitted groups
you're all lost
lost in an endless loop
when loners and losers
aer stooped
on a cliff
all alone
all of their dignity
depressed and so loosely
sewn
why do you think that you are so grown
don't you tell me to watch my tone
who are you to tell me what to do
you're not king nor queen
your feeding on my happiness you gossipping fiend!
Just leave it be