I tried to be a good friend,
but I've always been stepped on in the end.
I thought they would support me,
but instead they killed me more.
The pain, the hurt, the betrayal.
What more could i do?
There was no one left to trust
except the EVIL truth.
None of them cared.
None of them understood.
They thought that I was foolish
for feeling the way i could.
I looked for a true friend
only to find a joke,
for i thought i could trust them
but against me they spoke.
There will never be a person I could pin my hopes on as a friend
because There will be no one left to trust in the End.
Annie Singh
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-one-left-to-trust/
