Do You Trust All Your Friends?


How many of your friends will parade with you when shit gets real? There are some people who at some point of your life will become your friends, and some friends, who at some point, will become just people. Being too nice is a crime these days. Fake friends are everywhere around you. They will use you and when you are of no use, they throw you away like a candy wrapper. Not everyone you relate to is a friend. Not everyone you share with is worth dying for. There are those who are first to gossip the bad things about you. And yet they say they stand with you all the way. People who their interest comes first before others. I hate the fact that some people get judged for being real while some are getting loved for being fake. Why do you have to be in my life if you going to act like a shadow? Only there when my moments are bright, but nowhere to be seen at my darkest hour. I see no difference between you and a parasite. Only dependent on me when I have but never there when I don’t have.
Some friends are back stabbers. Sometimes enemies are better compared to some friends. I better sit next to an enemy who will care less of me and can do anything to harm me, I will expect anything from him/her, than a friend who pretends to care only to get the unexpected. You don’t have to entertain them. Look to the left if they don’t treat you right, look to the right because they left you, look up because they let you down and finally look down because they fucked up. Learn to trust yourself before sharing your problems with others.
I live in a world where I’m surrounded by large crowds of frenemies from the Whitehouse to the Whorehouse. A world full of unexpectations from the close people, people I’m supposed to trust, and certain expectations from the far. I want friends who are like stars. I don’t have to always see you but atleast I know you are there. Why do you have to keep destroying my image just to blame it on others? What’s the point of being pretty on the outside when you’re so ugly on the inside? Why do you have to wear a sheep’s skin when in real sense you are a wolf? If you have a problem with me come to me and say it. I don’t have to keep finding it out from other people, always wondering how the heck on earth they found out. Now I’m left to sleeping with one eye open. Never taking anything for granted in this life. These are the friends that wear masks of lies so that they look attractive. A person’s character is shown through their actions in life NOT where they sit on Sunday morning. How many people can you say treat you like a star in their lives?
I’m afraid to receive a hug from some people because I don’t know what they hold in their hands behind my back. Now I’m on my knees asking God to reveal the real ones, those who turned out to be family. My definition of a fake friend is that person who only drill holes under your boat to get it leaking; those who discredit your ambitions and those who pretend they love you, but behind their backs they know they are into destroying your legacy. If you are not going to be a comfort, have the decency to be an empty space. I never wanted the fake promises. “I can cross the boundless ocean just to save you, I cannot sleep or eat without you, I can take you on a journey to heaven and show you to the angels.” All these are fake and absurd promises. All I wanted was you to do the best you could for me.
To my true friends, my fingers are always up high to help you, to the fake ones, my middle finger stands even higher.




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