[adjusted prompt]

Behind my back

and to my face,

you just love to attack

those you call a disgrace.

I have ears,

you know.

Words can cause tears,

so stop being so low.

I’ve been here,

I offered you my hand.

But, you became insincere

and started to demand.

I’m sad to say

we used to be friends.

Don’t go back to asking “are you okay?”

We both know it’s pretend.

Badmouthing is your specialty

because you bring the constant sting.

Don’t pretend to defend me,

I heard the whole thing.