I see the whispers of the nearbys
 
Thinking that they’re being all sly
 
But really I can tell
 
They don’t even try to hide
 
In fact they might as well yell
 
Because their whispers also bang on the drum
 
Causing me to hold my ears and shout obscenities
 
Even though my vocal chords have been cut
 
Now they’re looking at me like I’m some obscurity
 
I see my friends down the hall
 
Billy and Joey
 
You know them all
 
I can’t help but see words cross my path
 
I even see my friends join in on the bath
 
It’s more of an involuntary swirly really
 
My friends think we’re buddies
 
But really we need to mend
 
Before throwing around a word that is reserved for true buddies

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