When I walk down the halls,
Or sit in a class,
I can't help but see,
People whispering
About a person that means
A lot to me.
I quietly listen
To what they have to say,
And start to wonder
What makes them talk that way?
They say he sucks at everything,
And tries so hard to fit in,
But do they really know
The real real him?
Cause I know he can do great,
And do many wonderful things,
I know he can succeed,
And make the best of thee.
He is always so nice and sweet
With not a flaw in sight,
He may have changed a little,
But hey that's alright.
They judge him for what he does,
They judge him for who he is now,
But the thing is
They just don't know his background.
They don't know that he's going through something very very hard,
But to them it's just a game,
All they really want is fame.
They think the jerk is him,
But oops,
Guess who's wrong.
They think it's alright to talk behind someone's back,
But respect and modesty is what they lack.
And if I see the whispering
And all those giggles,
And all those laughs,
They better get ready to get seriously slapped.
Cause no one should talk
Behind this person's back,
Cause I'll always defend him
No matter what he lacks.
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Unspoken
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