A bushel and a peck
Of disregards and disrespects
Are carried out, and carried in
Thrown away, and come again
Just make sure not to neglect
The phony air you may detect
In the ones you thought were friends
Who proved to be naught but pretend
It's no wonder now that trust
Becomes so hard for each of us
When so many now conceding
In the act of our misleading
Seem to be so true and just
All the while forsaking us
Yet we still keep on repeating
Giving chances to the fleeting
As respect collects its dust
Wasted so on the unjust
For each time our hearts are broken
By each treacherous word spoken
Each betrayal leaves us scarred
Cut so deep by disregard
Until we question every token
As sincere or falsely spoken
And to trust at all seems hard
Despite how honorable we are
Though we know we should be open
When there are others just as broken
Because time and time again
So many wronged give up and in
To the behaviors of those taking
The false friends and all those faking
Until we just don't know when
Our trust will be honored again
Or to prove we're but mistaking
As our hearts continue aching