Saturday 6 August 2011

Sometimes

Sometimes everything's A-OK
Sometimes I wish it would all go away
Sometimes I smile, I laugh and sing
Sometimes I cry at everything
Sometimes I'm fine, I'm great, I'm alive
Sometimes I don't think I'll see 25
Sometimes I hope that it's all been done
Sometimes I wish that I had a gun
Sometimes I need a hug and a kiss
Sometimes, all I need, is this


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