Its unusual how easy it is nowadays to feel alone; lose one friend, lose another...
about as easy as plucking petals off a flower, or feathers off a bird, and just as heartless.
Even though allegedly my friends bank on their 'dedication' their 'kindness' and their 'compassion', the only thing I've seen from the ones that have split off is conceited motives. I'm only as special as they need me to be until they've got a great gaggle of my friends under their influence, then BANG.
just.
Like.
That.
I'm alone, I'm grabbing at friends like blades of grass in a tornado. I don't mean to sound pathetic or whiney or depressed. I'm not. I'm just tired.
I'm tired of misplaced trust,
I tired of misguided choice of friendship,
I'm tired of mistreatment from those I treated with more respect than I treat myself.
And yet;

In this epiphany I'm elated to know that I can finally destinguish my friends,
from my benefactors.
From the slithery self-righteous snakes as demented as Milton's,
With jaws wide,
Clasping at my apple,
My being,
For my worth, my knowledge.
But I am a child of Eve.
And I have no qualms,
about crushing their proverbial heads,
under my proverbial foot.

Not like, actually go and bash heads in, I'm not a loony.
I mean just modernize that action with a quick flip of the bird and rightful proliferation of profanity required.