My Friend...

Every now and then i call you my friend Every now and then you show me you're not someone i can depend You wouldn't fight along side me, in fear of attack you won't defend me This poem might not really bother you cause you've been walking towards our end You trigger every gossip about me Behind me you paint my pictures bad Before me you praise me but those gossips of yours, I've heard Within me i believe you can change but everyday you make me doubt my believe, you make it hard Writing this poem makes me sad You tell my secrets but I don't blame you cause if it was easy I'd have kept them to myself I don't know what broke you but don't be too hard on yourself I'll still call you my friend