With Friends Like These... Poem by Monjosie W

With friends like these
Who needs enemies?
Falling on my knees
Got no company
Even near death
Not one would call
With friends like these
Who needs enemies?
I silently cry
They expect so much of me:
Be there to help
Be there comforting
With friends like these
Who needs enemies?
Selfishly seeking
Things for their own benefit
With friends like these
Who needs enemies?
Expect to be remembered
Yet they don't even remember me
Special dates
Yes I remember them
But with friends like these
Who needs enemies?
Then I remember
A wise old saying
You may see them as friends
But they may not see you as same
Lonely this road sometimes
The mental struggles
Can't trust these 'frenemies'
Because friends like these
Turn out to be worst enemies