I sometimes, get lost inside of my mind. Sometimes, I think way too much too. Sometimes, there are too many thoughts. Sometimes, it can get really Lonely too. Since you disappear from my hurting Life. Sometimes, all that I want to do is run. Sometimes, the depression can be overwhelming. Sometimes, I constantly pray for healing. Sometimes , all that I want to do is hide. Here in my apartment day and night as well. Sometimes , I hurt worst than other times.