They call her a drug addicte
beacuse of one roumer
that was not even true.
that spialed out of
controle and beigan tareing
her world down she trys to
run away but her legs wont
move her body frezzez
she looks around but still
can't move she is stuck
unable to move or run
beacuse one roumer
tore her world down
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
reminds me of high school. you always hear something about someone, true or not, and it spreads like wildfire. it can ruin someone's life. well said.