They eat at your table
The drink of your wine
They sit and they dine
They talk for a little
Pretending to care
But there's no love
They don't play fair
If they had enough
They spit you out
Fills people with doubt
They don't have your back
They're painting you black
You called them friends
But never held your hand
So it's time you do the math
And see how much you're worth
Who stick when you're down
Who leaves you all alone
Most times the enemy
Is the one you can see
©lenni-x
L