I hear them talking about it
I keep looking down
They whisper things about a girl whose secrets were found out
I pretend to be scared
I act surprised
But I'm just hiding it inside
The truth is that I am that girl
But my secrets will stay as lies
YOU ARE READING
Whispers
Poetry(Previously named 'Evanescent') I'm just human I'm nothing more than a personality fading into nothing. Quickly disappearing, never to be seen again. Unless I find in a light in my darkness. Maybe writing is that light, I'm not sure. But it seem...
