Sometimes
     
    
   
   
    
     
      Sometimes
      |
      do
      things
      because
      somebody
      else
      is
      doing
      it
     
     
      Sometimes
      I
      search
      for
      answers
      and
      never
      seem
      to
      get
      any
     
     
      Sometimes
      I
      fall
      in
      love,
      sometimes
      I
      fall
      out
      of
      love
     
     
      Sometimes
      I
      hate
      waking
      up
      in
      the
      morning,
     
    

    
     
      because
      I’m
      afraid
      of
      what
      the
      day
      has
      prepared
      for
      me
     
     
      Sometimes
      I
      question
      religion,
      sometimes
      I
      believe
     
     
      Sometimes
      I
      regret,
      sometimes
      I
      achieve
     
    

    
     
      Sometimes
      I
      cry,
      out
      of
      pain
      or
      happiness
     
    

    
     
      Sometimes
      I
      wanna
      be
      that
      somebody
      that
      has
      everything
     
     
      Sometimes
      I
      wish
      I
      had
      nothing
     
    

    
     
      But
      why?
      I
      want
      it
      all
      the
      time
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
      I
      want
      to
      do
      things
      right
      and
      wrong
      at
      the
      same
      time
     
    

    
     
      I
      want
      to
      find
      answers
      and
      be
      able
      to
      question
     
    

    
     
      I
      want
      to
      fall
      in
      and
      out
      of
      love
     
    

    
     
      I
      want
      to
      wake
      up
      and
      enjoy
      whatever
      the
      day
      might
      bring
     
     
      I
      want
      to
      believe
      but
      also
      receive
     
    

    
     
      I
      want
      to
      cry
      and
      laugh
      and
      know
      that
      its
      okay
     
    

    
     
      I
      want
      to
      have
      everything
      and
      nothing
     
    

    
     
      But
      can
      you
      ?
     
    
   
   
    
     
      Can
      you
      look
      at
      the
      moon
      and
      feel
      its
      beauty
     
    

    
     
      Can
      you
      stand
      the
      desert’s
      heat
     
    

    
     
      Can
      you
      touch
      the
      rain
      drops
      and
      grasp
      tight
      with
      treasure
     
    

    
     
      Can
      you
      tell
      when
      your
      tear
      drops
      would
      stop
      falling
     
    

    
     
      Is
      it
      when
      you
      wipe
      them
      away,
      or
      just
      let
      them
      run
      down
      your
      face
     
     
      Can
      you
      look
      at
      me
      now
      and
      tell
      what
      am
      feeling
     
    

    
     
      Can
      you
      enter
      my
      heart
      and
      tell
      it
      like
      it
      is?
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
      All
      I
      want
      to
      know
      is,
      if
      all
      I
      am
      saying
      is
      real
      -
     
     
      Sometimes
      I
      push
      too
      far
      4
      :
     
    

    
     
      I
      can’t
      turn
      back,
      I
      can’t
      come
      back,
     
    

    
     
      Sometimes.
     
    
   
   
    
     
      —Ruth
      Mathiang
     
    
   
   
    
     
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