we live in an age of betrayal,
where friends will stab your back,
where lovers will betray the trust,
where the ally is the enemy,
we live in an age of betrayal,
where trust is just a word,
without meaning,
a word,
empty and hollow,
just a decoration,
we live in an age of betrayal,
where we can't trust own selves,
we can't trust our own action,
we can't trust our own judgement,
for that we fear,
that it will betray us in the end,
I say my friend,
we do live in a fun age,
don't we?
1 comments:
at 1st i wanna ask
y r all ur poems negative...
did smthg happned 2 u...?...
n then i look at me n look back at u
n realize...
'oh, we r all negative thinkers'
haha
X)
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