Pretenses Poem by Naomi Waters

Friendship isnt real
It is nothing more than a barter
A trade agreement
If someone was emotionless
Would you still care for them
No
You, like everyone else would make the same choice
Ditch the empty husk for someone better
Thats why they feed you false truths
A hidden part of them is still afraid
Still to handicapped to be dependent of you
You really have no idea who they really are
If you did...
Then you wouldnt be here
You would've turned traitor
Betraying who you are inside
They are not normal
The dirt beneath your feet
Worth nothing and will amount to nothing
You still continue to lie
Calling them friend
Do you keep up this act for you or for them
Instead of keeping up pretenses
Just do whats required of you
Abandon them
Its not like you'll be the first
Trust me they are used to it by now
After all in your eyes
They are pathetically inadequite