Friends are like one way mirrors
You think you know them, you don't
They turn and change after time
Reflecting different results
Some gather dust, grit and dirt
Some get embedded with gold
Some will one day disappear
In the end, we are the object
Standing in front of the mirror
Seeing it only one-sided
YOU ARE READING
Poems I made
PoetryThe poems I make up both in the bathroom and during school/study time (oh god the first few are the worst)[This is mostly for me to keep track of my poetry progress and how many poems I've made]
