Beware People

Beware the people who clench their fists in rage, for they are the ones who set the stage. Beware the people silent and thoughtful with a hint of need, for what they need cannot be given. Only taken. Beware the people who smile at your back, for that is where they plan to attack. Beware the people who come in need and take with much greed. Beware those, most of all, who smile to your face and hide in the dark without trace. For they are the ones that put on the best show. The ones that bend farther, farther, and farther still. They are the ones that are about to break. And when they snap they lose it all, but they never break. They're afraid to fall. For who would catch something bent and splintered? Who could break through their wall? No one. Only they can reach themselves. Only they can say 'I want to leave this fake smile, this dark place.' Only they. So beware people, they are needy and want to be loved. They want to be seen as a friend, not foe. But who would want to friend someone with a wall ten stories tall? Who can reach that high?