I'm tired of he said
Exhausted of she said
I don't care what they said
It can't really be that bad
They are occupied by hearsay
Gossip every God given day
Instead of focusing on the self
Every rumour they just believe
There are so much they can do
Time waste is never regained
No wonder they're bitter too
Running after stories strains
Don't say anything
If it's not something good
Don't say something
That can spoil the the mood
©lenni
L