with the darkness inflitrating my soul,
nothin is well and i feel so cold,
piercing through my back and into my heart,
the spear of betrayal is just like an implant,
Looking back at them bleeds my eyes,
thinking they are friends but an enemy in disguise,
falling for their lies and stupid tricks,
just thinking about it makes me sick,
so when you think they can be trust,
be sure to watch your back and make no fuss,
for one day they will all see,
that life isn't always for free,
but when they take the time to think,
you don't know; maybe; just maybe someone might get killed