Fake Friend

How should I

Treat friends?

When they walk up to me

Asking for a slice

Of my life.

.

They want my time

My all

They ask

And my hand

Dishes out

What they receive

.

Is this right?

Is this friendship?

I ask

As I hand out

The goodies

.

If I didn’t

Do this

Would they be

My friends

Would I have

A crowd behind me

.

Are they all bought

Like mercenaries

Only going as far

As the money (I) reaches?

.

~

.

A wrong move

And they disappear

Around me

A huddle

Not a crowd.

.

When they see

Its alright

They return

But from me

All they get

Is dismissal

Towards

The door

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