Friends?

FRIENDS
The one who gives you motivation
and sometimes inspiration,
They always help you in any ways;
They never let you feel so alone.

You shared so much memories together,
Protecting each other's smiles
But when you're not around,
Have you ever wondered what they think about you?
Don't be fooled because you're probably their first topic.

Do you think they feel sad
Because you're not around?
Or do you think they feel happy
Because they don't value your existence?
Sad, but it's true.

Even if we wish it's not the latter,
There's always this probability
That makes us believe in that matter
Even if we hate a tragedy;
Even if we don't want to get hurt,
Don't forget that friends can also be secret haters.

We can either be two things
In this world full of insecure snakes:
They see us as true friend
Or just an option because there's no one else,
Which one do you feel are you?

If they really value you,
Can you notice how they've had enough of your endless drama?
How they just ignore you when you're expressing your emotions?
How they wear there unsightly fake smiles on their faces?
How is that even a true friend?

Ignoring chats, trashing phone calls
And leaving everything behind
Yet you're still standing,
Trying to keep your friendship as close as possible
And always looking at the bright side.

Aren't you tired?
Why are you still holding on?
They don't even bother to say "Hello"
When you enter the classroom
Or when you're talking with someone else.

They even cringe when you tell them
About your ridiculous love life;
They don't even give a damn
And only think about themselves sometimes.
How unlucky.

I may give them many smiles
But they didn't notice the sarcasm in my voice
If they can raise their pride,
Never forget I'm much better in pretending to be kind
And can make my pride higher and better than a joyride.

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Date made: January 21, 2019
Time made: 8:52 p.m
Message: To tell you the truth, I made this poem out of frustration, pain and loneliness. There's no need for me to mention their names/code names because I'll let them think about what they did.