Frenemies

With plastic smiles, they masquerade as friends, Concealing malice, devoid of empathy's light that never ends. They feign concern, with words that drip like honeyed wine, But their actions betray their true intentions, a duplicity divine. They stab you in the back, with whispers, subtle and cold, Their lies, a cancer that spreads, leaving scars that never grow old. Their friendship, a chimera, a myth that's hard to define, A bond that's built on shifting sands, where trust is hard to entwine. Beware of these frenemies, with their plastic smiles so bright, For beneath their façade, lies a heart of darkness, and a soul that's lost in flight. Cultivate true friendships, built on trust, and mutual respect, For in the end, it's not the quantity, but the quality, that we inspect. Cherish true friends, who stand by you through thick and thin, Who lift you up, when you're down, and who help you to win. Keep frenemies at arm's length, for their deceitful hearts, Are a toxic blend, that can leave you drained, and torn apart.