Repetitious line of my fable within.
Can't I trust anyone, not even my best friend?
Seemingly true, they'll leave me, with my pride to mend.
Bitched about, I'm sure; I'm no stranger to this.
'Tit for tat' they say, I think I've been dismissed.
Oh, sweet revenge is in fate's hand, not to be amiss.
Add shame as a new word to my vocabulary list.
Underneath all the anger, saddened is what I feel.
Fooling myself I was, I've lost my competitive zeal.
Fuck them all, I don't need them, I know my pain will heal.
But deep inside my faith is gone, and the damage is a done deal.