Two sides of a coin,
One flies, other cries,
One shines, other dies,
One which is seen, another which sinks,
You never know which one will you get,
Or what will be unseen,
One side is up above in the sky, shining like a sun,
Another might be facing down, and pretend nothing ever happened,
Both are needed to make one,
But one is enough define you in a nutshell,
Another will just stay and exist,
Will come back in times of day, or will haunt you like a night with a pray,
One will bring a smile,
Other will keep you up all night,
Might make you cry,
But in the end,
Both of them are your two sides of the same coin.
