Friends
by ~Hybasha

Who are you?

To call yourself my friend
to shake my hand while I'm on top
but busy when i crash down
Where were you?

When I was torn,battered, and lying in a dark alley
the time my car died leaving me stranded
did you show

Never!
I know the joys while being on top
the back stabs occurring when at the bottom
like the phoenix i rise again

What now?
I shun the treacherous who made me fall
include those who turned their back on me
never again shall i fall for your, "good buddy"
now I know in times of peril 
in desperate times real friends come