Faces a galore, all masked...
"Who's a friend of you all," I asked.
"Me," "me," "me too", said they all..
Little realizing, the masks shall soon fall.
Lose didn't they any, but broken was I..
For they let me down from sky high.
Smile & praise for you is brought on...
Bitch & abuse is what happens when you are gone.
I wonder how can you pretend...
To someone you call a friend.
Lost trust and faith in this bond...
I gotta feeling that I have been conned.
Whom do I trust, what shall I say...
They had fun, while I had a price to pay.
Hurt I am, but none is bothered...
As I stand alone, & they are all gathered.
Opine they do that I shall budge and fall...
But Truth I shall speak, and in Death, stand tall.
Hope you like this attempt of mine.
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