Rumors

As time does pass, And all through the year I find it amazing, Some stories I hear Rumors hurt many, And not just a few These stories of fiction, Not actually true Eachtime they are told, little facts seem to change But i guess that is normal, its not really strange They are stories of passion, and stories of lust They are stories of others, and of who not to trust They are told with abandon, to those we call friends With no regard ever given, to the results in the end From just a small fact, we build a story quite grand Reputations are ruined, even though it's not planned None are immune, to these stories that spread It's not always fact, just because its been said But we need to say something, so why not have fun And tell stories of others, and of what they have done The answer is simple, and here is your clue The next rumor you hear, could be about you.