Jayy

True Enemies

Not one scar that I got
Came from an enemy 

Those same scars
Came from those who claim 
To love me
The more my heart 
Got scarred, the more I closed 
The world off
Living in darkness
Until strong enough
See the light
The light, the brightness
Of my heart and soul
Every enemy I had was
True
Either they hated me for a reason
Or no reason
The ones who love me 
Hated me one day
Then the other days loved me
So is it that I’m loved or just tolerated
I’d rather have a true enemy 
Than a fake friend
Fake love scarred me 
Ever more than any enemy could