by greyeyesgabriel

Created on: June 25, 2008

Friendly Conspiracy

There is a conspiracy,
They want only me.
They lurk and They whisper,
They think I don't know.
They snicker and They sneer,
Do They think I'm blind?

I can see,
how badly They treat me.
They let little things slip,
They trample and They spit.
There is a conspiracy,
I know who They are.
My friends, are not friends,
after all!

1991

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