sometimes we write beautiful lines
and speaks of them a million times
sometimes we **** at creating one
and in thoughts we reminisce how's it done

sometimes we make things right
from the messed up ones we had on flight
sometimes we tell stories about our life
but most we just kept out of sight

sometimes we pretend that everything's alright
to contain the pain we had inside
sometimes we forget ourselves
to make others happy

but;

sometimes we drop the leaves we grew
to make way for new ones to glow