sometimes,
i feel like
i don't
belong here.
sometimes,
i feel like
i'm a burden
you have to bear.
sometimes,
i think of you.
yeah sometimes,
i really do.
sometimes,
in my world,
the sky is blue
and yet other times,
all i notice is the
impending doom.
sometimes,
yeah, i talk too often
yet, i talk to you
and my heart softens.
sometimes,
you're the reason
i get out of bed
and sometimes
i wish i were dead.
sometimes,
i look at you and smile,
just so your life,
won't be like mine.
sometimes,
i think and sigh
and then i think
of you and cry.
yeah sometimes,
i can't eat,
not because
i'm not hungry,
but because i
want my jeans
to fit.
sometimes,
i think 'oh why?'.
i wonder if you
really like me
or if it's just
a lie.
sometimes,
i think of
every move i make
and i wonder
if i'm meant
to be here
or if i'm a mistake.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Poetry
Randomon the rare occasion when i feel deeply, i write those feelings down... sometimes they rhyme, sometimes they don't. but the chapters with song lyrics are always indicated.
