And, yet.

School. :P

They watch us with judgmental eyes.

Greedy glances.

Envious glares.

And yet, we adore them.

They turn on us in the blink of an eye.

Sharing our secrets.

Laughing at our weaknesses.

And yet, we trust them.

They point out our flaws in fits of anger.

Betraying us.

Turning on us.

And yet, we want to be their friends.

Who are these people, you may ask?

You can find them anywhere and everywhere.

Mine,

are at school.

Author's Note

Please, tell me what you think!

Reviews

[SpeedyHobbit Armstrong]

This is a very good poem about frenemies, as well as the kids people hate to love, love to hate, and yet want to be all at once- what might be called the in-crowd. I like how you established different ideas with different colors, with black signifying their general atrocities, the red emphasizing both emotion and more detailed descriptions, purple highlighting the reactions contradictory to the actions, and the blue addressing the reader.

[Sami Khalil]

I like the poem alot, the colors and the format...Bravo................

[Glen Yumang Manese]

At an age in which you are ---
in school...everyone is finding...
exploring who and what they are...
there's a possibility one gets...
caught in the mainstream...
liked how this just let's go...
seems you're venting...
and finding reassurance...

[Scott Metro]

They walk among us...they are us..have been us since we perceived duality..
I like this Bri..a subject rarely breached.
Good job
100 Zombie points....
Scott

[Bri]

Lol, thank you! I always love reading your reviews!

[Scott Metro]

My pleasure little poet...
S..