Betrayal
Promises broken
Tears showing
Eyes watching
But my mouth
Is smiling
Why am I so happy?
Did just go crazy?
Friends tearing at me
And am I really happy?
Or perhaps they’ve
Turned me crazy.
Stabbed in the back
Even in the front
But how could I let it
Happen so many times?
Why don’t I confront
Them?
Or even try?
Because even I
Don’t know what do.
Making friends
Watching that first
Sly smile
Watching your
Every move
And still I’m in denial
This person wouldn’t hurt me
But, of course, I couldn’t see
The truth right in front of me
Even if I have known
This friend for one hundred years
Nothing can atone
For what, made even me
Cry silent tears
And I still let it happen
Didn’t matter if you
Stabbed with a knife or a pen
What matters is
What you could but didn’t do.
You could have saved me
The one I trusted
You could have helped me up,
Instead of departed
Being that it happened so many times
You’d say I wouldn’t let it happen anymore
You’d say I could avoid the betrayal’s confines
You could say I was immune to what was in store
But time and time
Again
Each time my
Heart breaks a little more
Along with the whole
Of my body, mind,
And soul
My friends?
I wonder
How many I
Truly have.
Haw many can I trust?
How many have the heart
That I lust?
I myself being
A decent but
Certainly not the best
Friend one
Can have
Why do I say this?
Why do I think this way?
What is this girl doing?
What is this girl thinking?
All questions you may ask
But none may be answered
The same with betrayal
You may call
And call
And call
And yell
And scream
And cry
For help
But no one answers.
But in every lucky blue moon
You may find one,
One bright shining star
That will help you up.
Cautious at first
But heartwarming all
The same.
True friends would know
You front and back
Back and front.
But how many of your
Friends actually do?
Alright,
I’m being selfish
But how would you
Feel
After fifteen years of
High hopes
And steep slopes
To fall from
What you say may
Be true or not
But I will always
Give everyone just
Their chance
They deserve
At least that
Friends
Liars
Friends
Backstabbers
Friends
Users
Friends
Who can tell?
I can.
Selena
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