True

A Front row seat to a show they hate.

They say they want to see you win, but do whatever

It takes for you to lose,

They throw the rock and hide their hand.

They stick around to weight you down,

Their loyalty to you is as fake as the

Congratulations that they give when you

Succeed.

They are the fake friends that you keep around.

In order to move foward you need to move away.

And so do I.