I've been there for you,
through the good and the bad.
So where exactly were you
when I was at my worst.

You fled from my side
when I broke down.
You laughed with your friends
when I was in need of your help.

What kind of friend are you?
How could you do that to me?
When I needed you,
you ran away so quickly.
When you needed help,
you came back just like that.

Am I truly not your friend,
but just your adviser?