Back Stabber

Dear "best friend,"

I laugh at you behind your back
I smile in your face
you say im your bestfriend
yeah, it seems that way

I talk about you at your worst
and especially at your best
I gather all your secrets
and pass them along to all the rest

I comfort you when you're sad
but mr.Jealousy is on my back
He makes me envy you
He tells me to treat you bad

And so I listen to him
I have so much hate inside
I tell the others all your stories
To hurt and weaken your pride

I'm the one you called your bestfriend
I'm the one who wrecked your life
In your back is where I stabbed you
With my Oh so sharp knife

Sincerely,

--- Back stabber