Sometimes I feel old
over the hill
worn out
ready to throw in the towel

Sometimes I feel young
just beginning life
not yet in my prime
raring to get going

Sometimes I don't feel at all
conscious of each breath
hearing the most inaudible sounds of silence
unsure what to do next

Where I am today
I may not be tomorrow
Where I am tomorrow
I may not be next week

The ebbs and flows of life
and emotion
leave
me
paralyzed

Sometimes