People

Fake promises and wordly lies,
Low self-esteem and even lower highs.
The purest form of fake
Are the people I came to know,
A wolf in sheep's clothing, a nigga and his hoe.
I address the dearest and dearest of fake friends,
Who rip off your gaurd,
Let themselves in and tear your hearts apart.
No one, I say no one in this world can be trusted,
Pierce their souls with your eyes, and you'll find their intentions rusted.

Stepping in and stepping out,
Leaving a void as you scream and shout.
Minute passed by, they miss you, they call,
In their sweet, innocent prattle you will slowly see yourself fall.
Never do we realize that we are being used,
Ridiculous and foolish, repeatedly abused.

It's not too late before you realize they have vanished into thin air,
Days passed by and they are nowhere to be found,
Your cloud nine did burst as you hit the firm ground.

Oh you just wanted someone who could understand your pain,
And end the drought of your barren soul, your 'sweet summer's rain'
Hey man! They turned out all fake,
Broken promises choked your trust and no more could you take.
But all together the vicious cycle of vulnerability will continue,
When you stop playing the victim and attack someone new.