Maria Francis

I am your very dear friend.

To a fair weather friend!.

I am your very dear friend, she said
Secretly wishing, that I were dead!.
 
Always greeted me with a smile
Trying so hard, to not run a mile.
 
You asked and I gave, you took and I let you
You never say thanks, you always forget to!.
 
Time after time, I’ve wanted to ask,
Why you persist in wearing that mask.
 
You know I see through it, the false admiration
The look in your eyes needs no explanation.
 
You preferred me back then, when I lived in my shell
When I stumbled through life, not doing well.
 
You would lend me an ear, but never quite listened
You dismissed the tears in my eyes as they glistened.
 
So superficial, a fair weather friend
I think that our friendship has come to an end.
 
Are you surprised?, I doubt that you are
You knew you could only push me so far!.
 
It’s fine though, don’t worry, I bear you no ill
I really don’t hate you, I quite like you still.
 
Like a handful before you, and some yet to come
You take what you want, then leave when you’re done!.
 
Please don’t assume you’ve come out on top
By trampling all over the rest of the crop!.
 
I’m better than you, I’m kind and I’m giving
I remember the dead, and respect the living.
 
I’m loyal to those who merit my time
Who don’t make me feel as if I were nine!.
 
You abused my trust, you made me doubt
You confused me to the point where I wanted to shout!.
 
Leave me alone now, be on your way
Go find yourself some fresh willing prey!.
 
I now shall detach myself from your grasp
You may think you’ve won, but I’ll have the last laugh!.

(2014)

I wrote this poem as a reminder that some people we meet in life can and do, fool us into
Thinking that they are our friends, when really, they are anything but!.

# #Deceived #FairWeather #Friend

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