Sometimes
Sometimes I feel alone in the darkness.
Like nobody wants me.
The pain I feel is deadly inside of me.
Holding on never letting go.
It is a curse cast upon me,
Tearing my life from limb to limb.
I want to break away, But Its got a grudge on me.
I feel hurt betrayed like i just want to break down and cry.
Sometimes I just live my life like one big old rain cloud.....
Pouring down on me.
Sometimes I wonder will this world ever come to peace?
Sometimes I feel hated.... and disgusted by these people.
Sometimes i don't feel loved.... Boys can make you feel so high out.
Or they can make you feel really low.
Sometimes I think about my future....
Were will I be in five years? A hobo on the streets...or A big time doctor.
I don't know...I'll see if I can live to see tomorrow.
But Sometimes is just Sometimes......
Copyright © Phylicia Moore | Year Posted 2008
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