Our lives are like revolving doors
In the way, people weave in and out of them
Sometimes they pass by quickly
Other times they stay for a while
No matter if we notice or not
These people affect us
They make us wonder
They make us question
And they make us change
In little ways or
In Monumental modifications
Over time we evolve as people
Because of the people who have walked into our lives
If it was a negative or positive effect
We owe who we are today
To those people of our past