I wish I could see your faces
when I tell you how sorry I am
the lies that you told me
circle around in my mind
I told you what I was feeling
but you pushed it aside
know all I get is glares
from a once of a friend

Be-trail. Backstabbing. you say I am

witch makes me wonder….about you
trust worthy?
friendship?
are those in danger?
if it is,
i;m sorry for you