I always stuck to my gut 

Whenever it came to making friends 

I knew 

who was fake and real 

Which ones spoke of truth or dare

And I always stuck to my gut 

Never making a fuss 

About having the MOST friends 

Being seen by their popular lens

But I caved in 

Let the ones I called " my friends" 

To hurt, betray, and lie to my face 

I knew their spirit too 

But I couldn't face 

Another setback 

A loss at another race 

For my sake 

Thinking maybe after all

It's just a phase