Friends

I have so called friends or maybe not,
When I look at them I wonder if they like me alot.
They act like they like me, but I can't tell,
On the outside they act real well.
Deep down inside I really like them,
But I know that they don't like me.
Why should I try to like them anymore?
Maybe just drop them like an old rugged board,
Would they care at all: maybe not.
If I stop hanging with them myabe I will become hot.