I tried to be a good friend, br but I've always been stepped on in the end. br I thought they would support me, br but instead they killed me more. br br The pain, the hurt, the betrayal. br What more could i do? br There was no one left to trust br except the EVIL truth. br br None of them cared. br None of them understood. br They thought that I was foolish br for feeling the way i could. br br I looked for a true friend br only to find a joke, br for i thought i could trust them br but against me they spoke. br There will never be a person I could pin my hopes on as a friend br because There will be no one left to trust in the End.