And I don’t feel hate

That you whispered about me that day

What hurt me the most

Is that you couldn’t feel relief

And I can’t seem to stray

From the words in my thoughts

Dot.

Dot.

Dot. And I’m sorry That your true enemy Was the one you wouldn’t recognize And I’m sorry for your pain And that it wouldn’t go away I should’ve seen it in the hall When you whispered that day And I’m sorry all your pain Sent you to your grave I never hated you for what You said that day So you no longer have to whisper Or be afraid Because the words you meant to say Seemed to follow you that day When the whispers in the hall Suddenly went away And I’m sorry that you had Friends who always strayed And to tell the truth If you had asked I could’ve listened to Your hearts dismay And we could’ve whispered in the hall Together That day Because I think It’s important to see That not everyone Is who they seem to be

R.I.P

Whisperer

Your early grave

Was never meant to be