Betrayal.
A constant occurrence.
Yet I do not learn.
The value of distance.
The value of observation.

Betrayal.
When will I learn?
To stay away.
From the very man kind.
Whose clutches constantly disappoint.

Betrayal.
When will I learn?
Few are truthful.
Few are deserving,
Of my love,
Of my friendship.

Betrayal.
A constant occurrence.
By those dearest to your heart.