Rumor Mill

Still Angry

rumor mill

into the night air
and it's winter bite
why am I out hear
at this time of night

I don't know
who is to say
nobody knows for certain 
but people talk anyway 

rumors start to flourish 
all over the place
all of them behind your back 
not a one to your face

some people get upset 
some folks get real angry 
it's like water on a ducks back
it just runs right off me

to the rumor mill
glad I could help you out
it of no concern to me at all
that I'm the one being talked about

so take care of yourself
I wish you the best
what you talk about 
I couldn't care less 

Michael Lorne Miller 

 

  • Author: Still Angry (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 8th, 2023 00:25
  • Category: Unclassified
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