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Sometimes I feel like I’m falling appart
Sometimes I’m just dying without any questions..or thoughts..or reasons.. Sometimes my head is so heavy almost like a burden how can I get rid of that single thought? Sometimes I need you but I know there’s nothing you can do maybe you don’t even exist.. Sometimes I know I’ll never know anything.. Sometimes I want to hope but it’s not in my power anymore Maybe you’ll teach me that again someday.. Sometimes my eyes betray me I think they still remember your look.. Sometimes my hands reach out they wanna touch infinity.. Sometimes I try to believe Sometimes I know I have to Sometimes I try to fight Everytime I know I can’t.. Sometimes I feel I don’t belong Sometimes I’m a stranger What am I doing here? Why am I here? Sometimes I’m trapped with all these figures and shapes Do I have to be a part of it? Sometimes I know it’s my curse i have to fulfil but I wonder.. What did I do that was so bad? Why can’t I speak the same language? Why can’t I feel the same? Why can’t I be the same? Sometimes I try to dream but it only lasts for a few seconds.. Sometimes I’m all alone the wind is too strong..i can’t hold on much longer.. Sometimes I feel pain but there is pain everywhere.. Sometimes I miss you but then I realise I shouldn’t you are just one of them.. Sometimes I think I love you Maybe I even do..who could tell.. Sometimes I see things I don’t want to my eyes wide open.. Sometimes I curse I think I should just be silent words are useless.. Sometimes I fall down Do I wanna get up? We don’t get to choose.. Sometimes I look at the stars they shine so brightly.. Sometimes the snow is dancing..smiling Someone should tell it things aren’t the same There is too much white we don’t deserve it.. Sometimes the rain falls down on me washing my soul.. Sometimes the thounder scares me Sometimes a crying child makes me know I’m right How can a child be sad? How can we allow it? Sometimes I think I am talking to you but you don’t listen Sometimes I miss you even more.. Sometimes I want you to miss me Sometimes I cry.. it’s the only thing I can do there’s nothing more I’ve got left Sometimes I’m scared of myself Sometimes I’m just scared Close your eyes.. Sometimes my music saves me but just for a moment.. Sometimes I forget Sometimes I smile because of you.. Sometimes I feel the thounder coming right at me Sometimes I feel it inside my body Sometimes I don’t feel anything..
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