what's the point of friendship

Friends supposed to be there for you no matter what you do through the dusk and dawn not treat you like a pawn concur light and dark They're supposed to let you live without your mask when your together but with some... all the want is for you to get hurt fake smiles as you open up till your throat forms a lump and your words get caught in emotions Secretly documenting everything Secretly documenting anything Secretly documenting your weakness Secretly documenting your feelings You think they're there for you... till one day it changes Their distant, cold, and irritated At what you do They start hanging out with those you told were bullies Till suddenly... everyone knows everything.... your secrets... your memories... everything.. they told them... they too advantage of you.. You try and hold it in... But it fills up like a bin in the rain Tears drain Heart pained It almost seems ironic now... and you notice the subtle things now It all leads up now... So you question yourself... What is the point of friendship? To have your trust build up and torn down again and again? To think you found the right one? To leave you with none? Even then At the end Your all alone again....