The friend worse than a foe!

He had black eyes but I now see the green,
And he wore a pretence as well could have been!
For years like that he prevailed upon me,
Behind his deceitful smile the lie I did not see!
The many acts he would not allow me to do,
Saying I'd screw up when better things were due;
That was, I understand, a way of holding me back,
And lest I outdid him, he forever kept a check!
Made me deliver promises for being a chum,
He knew the words to which I would succumb!
Though I always believed that he was a dear pal,
It was my worst time when I knew his moral
Far from any help, he sneered at my woe with a no
“Cut me some slack, you are on your own bro!”
Suddenly I recalled and noticed all the trifle hesitancies
Which in the past were overlooked like my fancies
Though it was a sad moment to hear “you were never a friend”
He was a friend worse than a foe and I now comprehend!