They sit there so lively
Laughing, joking, and living their life.
Not worrying about what tomorrow will bring,
Whether it will be sunshine or rain.

They act as though everything is alright,
Never showing the true insides or what they ever feel.
But we know that though they may seem all different on the outside,
They are all the same deep within.

They speak and still don’t hear.
Wonder if they understand what others around them are going through.
To be one of them is to be human and outgoing,
But still alien and isolated.
In the grand scheme of life we are both one of them.