My ‘Friends’ love to hate me

Never been the type to need affirmation
As I look back, 
Those around me lacked my portion
Always been an encourager and supporter 
My loyalty was never attached to benefits or an order
My support never relied on having my cup filled
Remain who I was no matter who folded
More of a listener,
Privacy held my mouth
Cut a lot of people,
I flew to my advantage
They were all just dead weight
Placed in my baggage. 
Some want your ear
And your mouth silent 
No generosity––
Chasing their advantage
Mentalities trained 
Present them with solutions,
Rather pick the praised 
Live to be liked,
Accepted by many, 
That pick-me mentality
Drove me crazy.
I was never perfect
My loyalty was golden 
Became dismissive, 
When I couldn’t find a cup to pour in.
I knew my value, 
Refused to stay
Peeped so much 
Mouth stayed silent;
Confronted those I thought were above it 
Was no mat, couldn’t step on me
I had a few friends who would lowkey hate on me
Mad cheesy, couldn’t rock with that disparity
Claim we friends yet rather speak ill on me
Met the right one; I cut all clownery
They believed they were slick
This discernment was heavy
Ain’t that typical–– 
All my friends did me wrong sob story.
Only a few I called a friend, 
Who held me strong
Only support you until you surpass them
Then they hate you and rain on your blossom
I knew what kind of friend I could be
Withheld parts back 
Cause characters spoke before mouths could talk
Trashing your friend but kick it next second 
Peeped you were a snake, so I cut off the poison

I had to be careful who I kept close to me
Sellouts never came as strangers
Always close cuts that form your danger
Character would change
When a guy hit the stage
I kept it raw and said my piece
When characters switched up,
I walked away holding my peace
Not all cut for the same reason
Some ended cause it was merely our season