Change Of Clothes Poem by Matthew (Personal)

When we wake up,
We decide what to wear.
We choose not what we like,
But what others might like.
We get many friends when we wear this,
But there not true.
If we changed our clothes,
and wear what we want,
Our 'friends' would turn on us.
And we'll relize,
they didnt like us,
they liked what we looked like.
And thats not cool.
I'll wear what I want,
and get made fun of.
Before I'd wear what I hate.
Honesty, Trust, and Other Characteristics,
Should be considered
As part of a good friend.
Not what we wear.