Friends

Friends..... are they real or another fake deal??

I guess you know who your real friends when they keep your secrets...
And not spread it to the world.
I guess you know who your real friends are when they forgive you of your mistakes...
And not hold grudges over the stupidest things in life.
I guess you know who your real friends are when they can tell you why they're mad at you...
And not have someone else tell them or never tell you at all.
I guess you know who your real friends are when they don't bitch you out over a relationship...
And not hound you about it every time you talk to them.
Many people have been betrayed by me...
And I have betrayed many people.
But that doesn't give you a reason to hate me.
I am so sick and fucking tired of everyone,
Mainly the ones I thought were my friends,
Biting my head off everyday I see them or talk to them.
I don't know why I put up with it...
I wish I could stop all the yelling...
I wish I could be the one to start the bitching...
But most of the time I am the one sitting there taking it all in and not saying anything about it.
One day I will have enough stress and strain in me to tell those who do it to fuck off.
One day I will...
Until then I will wait for that one day...This is not about Emily or Alex or most of my chic friends... It is about a few of my guy friends that won't quit pissing me off. It may hurt, but hey it is the truth about how I feel. I am so sick of it.