Some are cherished,

Some are broken.

Some stay mute,

Some have spoken.

The sun loves the night,

And the night loves the sun.

But to this very day,

They try not to be outdone.

Some fake a smile,

Some fake a cry.

Some love the truth,

Some stay in denial.

Because no one is the same,

Yet no one is different.

And maybe one day,

We can all learn to listen.