The Sun, the moon,

The wind, it blows.

Time, it flies.

The humans,

They live on.

The wounded,

They suffer,

Just like those that smile

Over their fears.

The pain, the laughter,

There is a blurry line

In between.

Love, hatred,

The emotions we feel,

Felt without notice,

Felt without warning,

An invisible border exists.

We, too, exist,