I am not

I am not here to make friends 

Although I hope I do. 

I like to read what's in your head, 

Even if sometimes I suspect it's not true!

Your words give insight 

Into a part of your world.

Whether fact or fiction 

The colours unfold 

To give a kind of portrait 

Of a soul.

I know not to judge. 

We reap what we sow...

I came here to love,

This you should know. 

But if I seem offensive 

With the poems I send,

Please be assured 

I am your friend.