Short stories!

Friends

There's no point in having friends,
They're not with you till the end,
They fill me with broken tears,
That don't mend over the years.

My trust is always broken,
They say the words I'd spoken,
My feelings constantly show,
Though I wish they'd stay down below.

You said we'd always be friends,
But then along came the end,
Now I have shed my tears,
Won't trust you again for years.

I am broken,
Now I have spoken,
My face is what I hate to show,
I might just hide down below.

You see my eyes become dry,
As all I do is try,
To get someone to stay,
And not just walk away.

They always leave me on a shelf,
They always leave me by myself,
It would be easy to be alone,
Without anyone but my phone.

Can I say I'm really done,
I don't just want to be a pun,
My dog is a better friend,
At least he'll be here till the end.