No Such Thing As A Friend

I have acquaintances,
Colleagues,
Co-workers and peers.
None of these people have made me shed a tear.
We'll play some cards,
Or go out for a beer.
But my feelings, my kindness,
I shall not make clear.
For you will take them for granted,
And stab into me deeper than a spear.
Into my heart, my soul, and all the love I'll try to give.
Then throw me away,
And find another "friend".
To manipulate, deceive, disrespect and pretend.
Like you have their best interest at heart for them.
Then you'll do it all over again.
I didn't know what a "friend" was,
Then I made 2, 4, even you.
I thought I knew the definition of a "friend".
And I've hurtfully found this to be untrue.
The only thing I know about true "friends",
Is that there is really no such thing.
And I have no intentions of searching.
Tis as pointless as searching for dragons or fairies,
And to be honest I'm quite done caring.
I don't have these things called "friends".
I never have, and never will.
And this is quite okay!
Because I'd rather have no "friends" at all,
Than the ones I thought I made.
And if you try to tell me otherwise,
Then you've never felt how I feel.
Exhausted of being traumatized and abused,
By the ones who were supposed to help me heal.