who are my friends and who are my foes
who can i entrust secrets and not be told?
how real are words from people you know
when what you heard is not what's unfold?
how true can i be with the agenda i behold
when i know my beliefs will get disposed?
why do i feel like peeled onion so exposed
what else is there from my wrecked soul?
why are conventions a thing to be followed
what can we do to not feel belittle and low?
who are my friends and who are my foes
who can i entrust secrets and not be told?
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