I trust people so easily and they betray that trust
The problem, I think, is not with them;
The problem lies in me.
I accept people with wide open arms;
Give them the chance to play their games
I let down my guard -
And just let things be, until -
One day, they make up their mind,
Do the act - stab me in the back
And move on with their lives.
I trust people blindly,
The problem is not with them,
The problem is with the way He has made me.