ROF (Real or Fake)

They are my sisters, indeed.
That's when I do the deed
But when I'm the one who's in need
Every single one of them just hid

I am a shoulder to cry on
A hand to hold on
But when I was broke, sad, stressed and so on
They just let the pain to forge on

We'll stay together til' we die
It was a complete lie
They left when it's about sadness and sigh
They don't even bid a goodbye

I wonder why people pretend?
That they will be by your side til the end
But left you hanging as if they didn't intend
Acting as we have never become friends

I still haven't figure out the difference between fake and real
But I hope to trust you will be the greatest deal
Because I treated you as my real friend, I hope you feel
because I don't want another fake friend, whose smile can kill.

Author's Note

Can you give some insights for my piece