Y.O.U.

I wonder how 
You'll feel somehow
They talk bad about you
But they don't know it's you
Whom they're talking about.

I wonder how
You'll feel somehow
Listening to them whisperers
Breezing through the small small matters
Which they think are so big about.

I wonder how
You'll feel somehow
That people are rubbish-ing about you
And act like it's nothing
'Cause it's not they themselves whom they're talking about.

I wonder how
Why
Why
I don't understand
Why?!