To all my fake friends
Trust seems of fiction, robust description, when you look in to the definition, it’s based on false inscription, I want it like drug addiction, I give it like I’m drug dealing, contradicting the whole definition, over and over again with the same equation resulting in the same ending, loss of loyalty by ones choice of opportunity, chances of fate I may say trust never existed anyway regardless friends I loose every day but when I’m betrayed, enemy’s we become that very day, enemy’s with me will leave your whole blood line insecurely riddled by dealing with me
"Love your enemies and hate your friends because your enemies always remain the same and your friends always change "