This poem is full of emotion and beautifully written. I love the way that you wrote it leaving the questions in the end.

"friends becomes backstabbers
holy priest becomes a drunker
hopes and dreams turns to failure
perfection with full of errors". This stanza caught my attention, waw this is sad yet can be a slice of life. A real friends are like real love, if it's fake it can never last. A friend who became backstabber isn't and wasn't a friend at all, but a co-called friends. I enjoy your write. It merits 5/5, kel.

What a great poem.. so filled with sadness.. awesome job.
i love the questions at the end.. they are questions that everyone asks themselves.. but no one really can answer them for you.. only you can make the choices in your life to make it better.. and then people will destroy the good choices you made.. but if we keep at it.. then maybe those questions CAN be answered.

nice poem.