The Affable Stranger

I am unable to know,
If he's a friend or a foe.

As amiable and helpful as he is,
so malign is his deadly kiss.

His company has made me so glad,
His amity has also made me sad.

Never has he comforted my temper,
but has always celebrated my laughter.

To prove myself defiant,
I had to make him confront.

Courage helped me grab his collar,
My mind helped me realize his power.

I watched him haunt me with terror,
But he was just a mirror.

I smiled, cried, tried all to make him happy,
But realized that all he ever did was copy.

Never did he trouble me again,
but he helped me relieve my pain.

I have already warned a few,
let me also do it to you.

If you meet him, you got to be shrewd,
He goes by the name solitude.