We all have
that one friend,
Who makes our mind
twist and bend.
They smile with you,
and share a joke,
Then spread loads of rumours,
and coat you in yolk.
One day they like you,
and the next it's like you're bad.
These changes of emotion
drive you mad.
They can bring you up,
just to pull you down.
On the outside they smile,
but inside they frown.
This type of a friend
is fake and harmful.
So find better people
And be more artful.
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The song of the unfortunates
PoetryA collection of poems about lots of different matters.