Fake Friends
They wipe their hands clean with you
When the money gone
And you have nothing left to stand on
Those same ones you claim are real friends
Become revolving doors in and out of your life
As the days gone by
The pressure even makes it hard to breathe
And the skies can’t get any darker
The same ones spend years building on the fun times
Earn the trust to just get close to the heart
Say they love you while hating you on the sidelines
Sneak plotting to rob you out of loved ones
Sleeping with your man or woman
Was always the plan to bring you the pain
Just sit around smile in your presence
Like everything is all good once again
Fake friends we all got them
We all despise, we all love them
We all pillow talk to them
Releasing every emotion buried inside us
Another diary entry to this journey called life
Just to find your business spread out in the streets
Your same dirty laundry becomes someone else sheets of enjoyment
Broken hearts of betrayal
Leads to another lesson learned
Runway until no point of return
Say your goodbyes without a look back
Smile through the pain until there’s not a tear to shed
If you can’t love them just as you love yourself
They can’t be a real friend of yours.
-Sammie Preston IV