(This is my first poem so sorry if it sucks I haven't done one in a while, but I hope it still good.)
Many think life can be great and full of wonders,
Live can also be a place of hurt and sorrows.
People say that love is was to be wonderful and beautiful,
But never say that it can also leave you broken and hurt.
Dreams can be made real,
or made to be a living hell.
Promises can be kept true,
or left as lies.
Friends can be real
or fake.
Everything has a bad side to it,
weather we like it or not.
Things never have a good side,
nor a bad side.
Its like yin and yang with its two pieces,
one showing good and one showing evil.
E