Loyalty

"Death before Dishonor..."

As I'm walking down memory lane, I find myself on this familiar road again. I'm searching for someone to talk to, I'm searching for a friend. Reaching for something that doesn't exist...

Whatever happened to the times when people genuinely cared about their friends & family? Granted everybody makes mistakes, but when you hurt someone you love or care for & you see that its hurting them yet you still continue to do it..I can't help but wonder: who can you trust?

Between underlying motives & personal advancement, I don't know which one is more common. People care more about pleasing themselves and making sure they stay in the spotlight than anything else. What has life taught us? that if we consistently do for ourselves, we will prosper? or that if we just pretend to not notice other peoples feelings, they don't exist?

I have had people close to me hurt me more than anybody in the world & I'm not referring to guys who've cheated or anything simple like that. I'm talking blood relatives, Sorors, best friends, people who supposedly share an unbreakable bond with me. At first I'm wondering: How could this be possible? But after enough times, I'm hip. I understand now, some people just have loyalty to no one.