I don't know why sometimes I think,
That my friends aren't traitors,
That my family aren't backstabbers,
That the people aren't fakers.

I always fall into the trap,
Of thinking everything's alright,
But then they disappoint me again,
Extinguishing the light.

They all just,
Leave me in the end.
They turn and never come back,
Never were friends.

They still have the knife
Behind their back,
Still dripping with blood,
From other times it has hacked.

That's why I don't trust anymore,
Why I never take down my walls,
If I take them down again,
Deeper I will fall.