Friends are suppose to be the people who love you
to comfort you in your times of distress
and lead you from your misguided steps
and bring you up when your depressed
But what if these friends don't know who you are
they never look deep enough to find out
just what makes you, you
because they are only caring about there whereabouts
These people stay at your house
and appear to care for you
but when you look deep down they have no trust for you
everyone is trying to see how they can benefit themselves
They speak behind your back
about misguided thoughts from lack of information
'she must be a naughty girl' or 'how could she do this'
trivial thoughts is all they see
Deep down no one really knows me
and everyday it pains me to believe
that apart of me leaves
when no one sees the real me
What hope lies in these friends
or better yet maybe the aren't quite friends
maybe just maybe
they are acquaintances.
Stay out of my life
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