Fake Friends

How do I know if they’re fake friends or real? People don’t come with a banana peel.

I can’t see what’s inside, I’m feeling a little fried.

I wish I knew what people were thinking, so I wouldn’t feel like giving half of them a beating.

People lie, cheat and steal. I’ve been stabbed in the back, and wish the pain wasn’t real.

I’m almost sick of trying. I don’t show it, but inside I might be crying.

I’ll sit here alone, life seems over blown.

Why bother trying. I’m so sick of everyone lying.

Wait, I’m getting a call. It’s my mind reading friend from the mall. He’s friendly, intimidating and tall. I’ll bring him to meet you, but don’t brawl. He’ll tell me the truth about you without stall. I can now resolve this, once and for all! You’ll regret being fake, the gall.