Friends

I have a whole story to tell
But who would listen?
Inside of them is hell
While the tears on their faces glisten
My trusted people taught me a lesson
They turned me into this person
I thought I was kind
But they had a different picture in mind
People I was ready to die for
were rather planning for my death
They locked my success' door
just to change the purpose of my birth.
I could have been better than this
But friends took advantage
In case I die before the hustle's feast
Let the orphanage receive my percentage