Rejected.. (Poem)

There are people, that stay by your side,
When standing there is a reason for pride,
When being your "friend" leads them to gain,
Such two-faced folk - all they want is the fame..

Talking good, appearing nice,
Holding behind an evil device..
Raising you amongst them a beloved royal,
Making you believe, that they are loyal,

Not noticing that it is all in vain..
For the only thing they want to abstain,
Is you from removing their source of gain..

But wait for the day you need them most,
You'll learn how much such companion cost,
Cuz they will just get you completely lost.

The moment you find yourself in any trouble,
You see the illusion of the "friendship-bubble",
Pop and vanish, like it was never there,
You'll find yourself rottening left alone all bare..

"But maybe they're busy" you keep on saying,
Forget it, leave it, don't you dare,
To make them excuses when there are none,
This is the end, my dear friend, you are done...

Rejected, defected, all alone,
On the streets, left to moan..