FAKE FRIENDS

This talks about having fake friends.

The sun teaches me to be harsh,
The moon teaches me to be a gentle lover.
God, what can I be?
​My heart is sacred.
I am gregarious, helpful, and convivial.
So why is everything I offer unrequited?
​I watch them turn their backs,
shifting from friends to shadows.
They vanish like moths into the light
the moment my own world turns to stone.