As I walk down the hallway of life, I hear the whispers of all the voices that don't know me. Maybe if I hadn't cut class today, I would have shown them there's more to my body...I have a brain. Standing at my locker, I can't remember my combination because "slut" is written on my locker. My actions set me up to be labeled, but I am just a distraction from others' selves.
I look to my left and see fingers pointing back at me. I look right and see eyes glaring at me. What is a boy supposed to do when gossip rules his life? My judgers stares rape me, only truth can save me, but no truth will take my side. Lies have shaped the halls of my future and now I must navigate through darkness to be a light of truth. But until then, I'm just your gossip boy.