Why do I always fall for it,
The friendly faces that greet me.
They say they want to be my friend,
But in the end they just ditch me.
They pretend for while,
And then start to treat me like dirt.
When I am not there,
They talk shit about me behind my back.
They stab me in the back,
And then expect me to take them back in.
And I always do it,
For the fear of having no friends.
They tell me things that aren’t true,
And they took my trust and broke it into two.
They even told me that they didn’t say it,
When I have more than one witness.
They tell me that I am their best-friend,
And then just leave me there all alone.
And if I am not their best-friend,
Then I’m not a “true friend” and I am only there to be used.
Well this time I’m not taking it,
I am saying NO.
I’m not considering you guys as friends anymore,
Because I have no idea who you really are.

 
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