A friend is a mirror, reflecting the soul,
Some shatter easily, while others make whole.
In times of joy, they stand by your side,
But when troubles come, their true colors divide.

The fair-weather friends, they flee in dismay,
Leaving you to face the stormy day.
Their smiles were a mask, their words a disguise,
For when you needed them most, they closed their eyes.

But then...