your worst enemies.

they smile with you, they laugh at you.
who are they and what do they want?
they seem to want you happy, but seeing you happy kills them a little.

they talk to you, but they conversate about you.
they stab, protect, love and hate you.
you wonder if everytime you argue-
you don't argue, you disagree, what does it mean?

why do they pretend to care?
why are they even there?

they use you, abuse you, and when they are done, they throw you out.
you're nothing but a meer rag.
you are nothing.
you don't cry, laugh, or feel anything.

they are your worst enemies and your best friends.
we call them best friends, close friends or just simply, friends.