Poetry: Sometimes [February 18, 2006]
Sometimes a lie is bettersometimes it’s good to hide
so I don’t think I’ll let her
see what I feel inside
Sometimes I feel all rotten
sometimes I feel sick
And how far I’d have gotten
if i knew what made you tick
Sometimes I feel insane
Sometimes I feel depressed
I’ve got this pain
Thats in the right of my chest
Sometimes I feel locked up
Sometimes I feel crazy
Sometimes I wish i would speak up
Even that would amaze me
Sometimes I wish i could get away
Sometimes I wish i could be free
The sight of you everyday
makes me wonder why you can’t see me
Sometimes you make me wonder
Sometimes you make me sad
But when I see your splendor
The world doesnt look as bad
Sometimes you make me wanna weep
Sometimes you make me wanna cry
Sometimes I just cannot sleep
And your the reason why
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