Rumor

Adrenaline courses through my veins,
anger is all that remains.
I hold myself back,
restraining from attack.
How could he of said that?
Especially to that rumor-spreading brat!
In my eyes he's even less than before,
and I don't see why girls even like him anymore.
When someone makes my friend cry,
they should know I'm coming to make them die.
I want to hit him so bad,
because no one makes my friends sad.
He needs to die,
he's just that bad of a guy.