I wrote this poem recently about a backstabbin mate. Hope you guys like it... SOAR Friends are meant to be loyal, Friends are meant to be true, So I wonder how did I end up being friends with you. You never cared about our friendship, You never cared about me, All you wanted was just popularity. I thought we'd be friends til the end, You an me against the world, But that all changed when you tasted control. You disgarded your friends, Started hangin' with the dirt, You knew they loved to see other people hurt. Puttin' us down for fun, Makin' us feel 1 inch tall, Laughin' at us everytime we fall. Well Im havin' the last laugh, After this it is over, So I hope you can hear, Well, that's if you're sober. I wont fall no more, I've had enough with the floor, You'll be left behind when I walk out the door. This is it, it's my time to soar!