Bonded well over sharing our tales
Just a human who was naive and frail.
Poured out my vulnerability, I thought you could assure
But my trust was left upon the floor.
Stuck in a crossroad
Left me all alone.
To confide on people is no longer my cup of tea;
I found my freedom
Away from all, wild and free.
No longer a friend, nor a foe
Gambled my trust upon the sister
Who was more special than any mister.
As you gained the favor
Spreading Whims and inventing fable
Finally the show was over
Revealed your true color.
Neither a seed of hatred nor revenge be sown
You were the best I have ever known
Karma is there to bid goodbye
Turning table.