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Rumors

The players enter the arena to battle out their mind
But we already know that only one will survive
Four friends fight over rumors that spread
Let us the audience see how their relationship will end


1. The Goddess
The leader of the friends and the leader of the school
Everyone in this room is a victim of her rule
However, her friendly sugar coated exterior
Is just to keep her insecurities trapped in her barrier
She isn’t the one who started it
But she was the one to spread it
Like a torch to dry grass
Like a shattering piece of glass
But she acts like she’s innocent
Even though her hands are equivalent
To the one who’s are stained with red


2. One Of The Zombies
The mindless drones that float in the halls
The rumors they say ring through the walls
She heard it from him, and him from her
Half of them didn’t even know who they were
They stare at their screens and absorb information
They might not seem like much but they’re the foundation
Of the judgmental stares from across the darkness
The eyes from the shadows glare with their sharpness
But they aren’t the ones who started the lie
But they hear such things and decide to comply
They are the only ones who truly impact


3. The Puppeteer
Now this is the one who started it all!
This is the one who finished the brawl!
They dominate the school with a ghostly control
They are the liar! They are the mole!
We are the mirror and they are the reflection
Please stop this hatred-fueled infection!
The sparks of their lie’s enlightenment
Feeds the wildfire our social environment!
They make The Goddess spread the fever!
They turn the zombies into believers!
How could someone hurt someone like that?


4. The Fool
This one is the victim of the deceit
Their body, their soul just feels incomplete
They were pushed down and made into the laughing stock
They were depressed from being exiled from the flock
But now they stand before their friends
Slightly saddened from their hurtful trends
They’ve been burned, shattered, and avoided altogether 
They used to be soft silk, now they’re tough leather
Now I stand here before you, I am The Fool
All of my friends used me as a tool
I survived the rumors

Copyright © Alto Anord | Year Posted 2024

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