Good Guys Finish Last

I can’t recall the last time I felt this way. 
Betrayed, played by someone I thought could trust.
Told you all my secrets and you went and leaked it. 
Know a lot of wicked things about you still wouldn’t speak it.
Thats the difference between you and I. 
As I write these depressing words all I can do is cry and ask myself why..
All I can do is stare in the mirror thoughts full of blame.
Looking at myself in shame.
Ill never be the same.
Wish you would’ve showed me the true you from the get go.
Did me so dirty still hard for me to let go. 
Messed me up so bad mentally, it’s weighing on me physically. 
This is my sad symphony.