~two Differences~ Poem by chelsi Ruffing

Much is not the same
Too many things are different to be
There is the love that people all fear
And the hate that we all share
There are the ones who laugh
Then there are the ones who cry
There are the preps
Then you have the Goths
How can it all be in the same place
When all is two differences?
We have those with money and fame
In addition, those who live on the streets who get called lame
Can any one really tell another the truth?
How can it all have the same meaning?
However, be so different in the end?
Can you open your eyes and see the same
Or is that too much for me to ask?