Sometimes
SOMETIMES I,M NOT SURE IF I AM LIVING OR DYING.
SOMETIMES I,M NOT SURE IF I,M LAUGHING OR CRYING.
SOMETIMES I,M NOT SURE IF I AM EATING OR STARVING.
SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE NOT BEING BOTHER.
SOMETIMES
I FEEL LIKE I,M IN THE LAND OF THE MORNING STAR.
SOMETIMES I FEEL I HAVE NOT BEEN A GOOD FATHER,
SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE WALKING AWAY.
SOMETIMES I
HAVE NOTHING TO SAY.
SOMETIMES I JUST WISH I
COULD FINE MY PLACE.
SOMETIMES I JUST HIDE MY
FACE.
BUT AT ALL TIMES I WILL SHOW LOVE,MERCY
AND GRACE.
Copyright © Clarence Henderson | Year Posted 2011
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