Friends

When people have the lame excuse like oh well I wasn't there cause I didn't know
but you called them a hundred times, but they didn't pick up the phone.
And every time they called, from their first call, you listened attentively.
That's a one way friendship, and that's not how it's meant to be.
My auntie once told me, people make time, for what's important to them
And if someone you hold dear to your heart never makes time, they are not your friend
So despite all the times you picked up pieces, or fought battles when they were to weak
But days pass into months, but they still don't think to speak
Wear them loosely as you can, some you'll have to let go
Because when you need someone, they claim they never know