I Am Rumour

I Am Rumour

I'm the back of your mind,
that story you tell,
the one that you hide from,
your very own Hell.

I'm the glint in your eye
and the wind in your hair,
the rumours you spread,
as if they don’t care.

I'm the cut in your wrists
and the shake in your hips,
thesin in your skin
and the glitter on your lips.

If you believe in love
then you believe in me,
I'm nothing you have,
eveything you want to be.