There is no greater regret by trusting a friend who is somewhat a double agent(you know what I mean).
This poem was made when FTGO is almost falling apartů sooner or later it did.
Stabbed by a friend you have learned to treasure.
It is heart aching to know when your whole bunch of friends turns back on you.
It is also painful when you suddenly realized that the intention
of your so called friend is to "use" you for his own personal gain.
What's more tragic when you realize you are already loosing your so called "bestfriend".