back stabbers

In the shadows where the whispers creep, Trust is fragile, gotta tread deep, Smiles hide daggers, intentions steep, Only real ones in my inner keep. Lessons learned from the snakes that bite, Used to roll thick, now I see the light, Cut the fakes, I’m ready for the fight, Wolves in sheep's clothing, lurking at night. Memories haunt, can't forget the past, Betrayal cuts sharp, the die is cast, I built walls high, but they won't last, Only solid bonds, forged to outlast. Eyes open wide, I’m scanning the scene, Loyalty's rare, like gold in the green, Trust is a privilege, not a routine, Earn it or burn it, I’m keeping it clean.