Weakness

Friends are weaknesses.
I'd abort them like fetuses.
 
They're like clones committing treason.
Like robots that can't reason.
 
Marching on to the war.
No real purpose to fight for.  
 
Just losers that want to benefit,  
From abusers that I try to forget.
 
But, they're always fighting,
Amongst each other, never uniting.
 
I'm a ticking time bomb at their rally.
They trip me, as they arouse me.
 
They're a little close.
Let's hope they don't overdose.
 
They will bring me to their leader.
They're the weakness i use to defeat her.