We need to be able to trust and depend
On the people we invite into our lives.
I am not a stranger to betrayal, friend,
So I like to discover each person's drives.
It's depth over superficiality.
Oh, to inject that as from a harmless syringe!
Yes, betrayal has been a reality
But my world does not upon that one thing hinge
And yet that sigh does sound quite melancholy.
Some small thing has prompted this introspection.
To delve into it deeper now is folly
Yet nights like this tend to prompt such reflection.
I've learned that to look to the future is best
And that it's best to take one day at a time
That's why my good time I usually invest
Enjoying where I am. Sometimes it's a climb!
The friends I choose are carefully admitted
To the inner circles of my existence.
The trust we build is in golden hope knitted,
Being chainmail strong, thus having great resistance.
As loneliness stills the laughter of the soul
So true friendship and love bring its revival.
There is no call to feel fragmented. Stay whole.
When we can trust our friends, there is survival.