The weather is changing

The weather is changing. I am too. What I liked yesterday does not entice me today. From status to state, from friends to fate change has set in. How equipped I am to handle the change would decide on how long I would still survive.

I betrayed and I am betrayed,
In the process I did not realize when I grayed.
I fight and I have been fought,
In the end, I ended up with a nought.
I have shot and have been shot,
Thirst for camaraderie lingering in endless drought.
I question and am questioned,
Answer, I don't and I don't expect.