The Fake Friend Is At It Again. Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

I keep hearing these fake promises from fake friends.
Who needs them.
Stop lying.
Just exactly what are you trying to prove and to whom.

Next time your bored text somebody else.
Stop wasting my time with all the insincere pleasantries.
Like you actually care.
Do you now?
And do you think I do?

She kicked you out again didn't she.
You need a place to stay.
Oh but I'm suppose get you out of there.
I don't think so, not on my dime you must be out of your freaking mind.
I'm just not that interested in those who can't help themselves or admit the truth.
Your loss is not my problem.
Your created your mess so fix it.

I haven't spoken you in months, in fact I have been completely ignoring you.
To me I make it as if you don't even exist.
I pay more attention the garbage truck driving by then you.
A very long time ago I use to call you a friend.
But now I know better.
Your talk is cheap.
Your lies cost you steep.
Your a narcissist I just don't need.
A leech sucking the life out what ever you can.
Can I bum another dollar and some change for another beer, if you don't I'll just steal it from the money my girlfriend has been saving up for my kid.
Your one big guilt trip.
And I just don't feel that sorry for you.
Sit at home and play video games.
A claim to have mental disease so you don't have watch your very own kid.
Get a grip.
Get hold of yourself.
Come to back to the planet earth if you still can.

In till you do I'm just not talking you.
It is that simple.