Hypocrites

Poem says all.

Whispers...
(Among others)

A funny thing..
(Odd, more like)

Because when we you hear them,
You think they are about YOU.

Gossip
(Spreads faster than fire)

It can do amazing things
(Frighting)

It can break you down...
(Slowly, but surely)

And yet..
(Somehow.)

We all feel the need
to spread it ourselves.

Hypocrite.
(Hypocrite)