Who are the real friends? I really will like to know.
I’m in an entanglement and in confusion, which always grow.
My intelligence quotient is almost going low.
Please, who can help me? Before him, I am going to bow.
Are those people who drag you into friendship just for something they could get from you?
Or;
Those who give you what you need in exchange for what they need from you?
Or;
Those who pray for you to get so that to get and thereafter they dumb you?
Or;
Those who flutter away from your side when things get tough for you?
Or;
Those who visibly are riding with you and invisibly not riding for you?
Or;
Those foist their loyalty in your presence but in your absence they are scheming to destroy?
Who are the real friends?
I really will like to know.
I am in entanglement and in confusion which always grow.
Are those whom you’re fighting for but in return, they’re fighting you?
Or;
Those who pretend to protect you but behind the scenes blow you?
Or;
Those whose secretes you vowed to keep but round the world, they spread your own?
Or;
Those whom you depend on not to be blackmailed but they give chances to people to blackmail you?
Or;
Those who love you for what you are not who you and how you become what you are?
Or;
Those you disconnect with for most – important things, and reconnect with for less-important ones?
Who are the real friends?
I really will like to know.
I am in entanglement and in confusion which always grow.
Are those people who ask a lot about your struggle but failing to celebrate your success?
Or;
Those who tease and taunt your errors, failures and move against and your success?
Or;
Those who send you backhanded compliment in order to wound or confuse you?
Or;
Those are less-attention to the million of right things you do, just for their busy on the few wrongs you do?
Or;
Those who hate and are getting disinterested in seeing you climbing up to the top level?
Or;
Those whom you got exhausted to groom but in return, they hunt, compete and attack you?
Or;
Those who in the journey of their lives and they easily forget how important you are?
Who are the real friends?
I really will like to know.
I am in entanglement and in confusion which always grow.
My intelligence quotient is almost now going low.
Please, who can help me? Before him, I am going to bow.


Mohammed Usman is a writer who was born in Maiduguri Borno state of Nigeria. He Educated in Maiduguri right from primary school up to tertiary. His sense of fun begins at literature.
Friends are those who will push to your limits to achieve greatness ?