Hypo

I had a friend.The 'Hypo' type.

The love was green, the hate was ripe.

Always a praise between the lips,

while swallowed quick, scorns so deep.

A ((hug)) right here, a 'xoxo' there.

But what about truth?...Oh! That?... Nowhere !

A blank stare. Nothing to read

between my lines... A void indeed !

Always liked my attitude;

but if I was blunt, then I was rude.

If someone praised my being brave,

comments would be ' People are naive!'

Always too quick to count my flaws.

But too slow to fix some 'moral' laws.

If I had sex, I was a tramp.

But if another ?... she was a vamp!

Usually laughed at me in a crowd.

'But that's a joke!', was cried out loud.

'You are my dearest, dearest friend !

So don't get angry and don't pretend !'

Have you one too? A friend like this ?

If they call on you, don't answer, please!

You know it's wrong to think it's right.

It's called a bloody Hypocrite!