No Friends

It's hard to breathe,
I cannot move.
What the hell was I thinking??
I thought I had friends,
At least a few,
But I was wrong.
In a world of backstabbers,
I can't even see straight,
Why me?
What is so wrong that God must do this to me,
Oh yeah, thats right, I never believed.
I can't take it any more.
Contemplating taking off.
Leaving here for good.
Why shouldn't I?