In my village there's not a lot Interesting people there is not
The land that time has forgot
Misguided people And over the top
Gossips talk **** they also lack wit Original thinkers? Not one bit
Minds so small not filled with fact No ones reputation left in tact
Gossips everywhere talking **** Small mindedness no wit
I despise the gossips with there fabricated tales
Loose lips sinking ships destroying ones sails
Contradictions not concise
Contracting claims cant be right
Liars lie I don’t know why
Cant look you in the eye
Talk about others behind their backs
Unable to be straight and honesty they lack
Living behind others wrongdoing
Stories being told featuring you in
Two faced sad people with the inability to believe truth
Rumours added too of anything you’ve been through
The shame that will always spoil living where we live
As the ******* behind the two faced I cant