Let me start
by setting the scene.
Look around.
They're not what they seem.

I've grown to know them,
grown to love them.
I learned to show them,
had to help them.

You learn to listen.
You learn to not judge.
In this hospital of sorts,
you see you're not alone.

There's the Angry,
the Sad,
the Scared,
the Mad

However.

We're not crazy.
Try to see their past.
No one's really as different
As the name taped on their back.