Not friends, if he's just busy approaching when we're healthy, rich, affluent and laughing, but fading away when we're poor, falling, and having problems. Help to pray, something that is easy to do, he pretended to forget.
Not a friend, if he's just a quasi-familiar snob when he wants to, but disappears swallowed by the earth when he wants it sorted out, and does not need any more.
Really not friends, people who are cloaked because of the sweetness of something delicious, the spirit of support, but say do not know when live bitter sap.
No need to glance at other people. No need to judge others. Because we may be the culprits.
