Sometimes I feel broken,
illiterate when no words are spoken
sometimes I feel bitter and cold when my demons start choking
my neck til' I'm half asleep
and a weakening vibe runs knee deep

Sometimes I feel wounded when the hurt is out in the open
sometimes I weep tears of ice,
for they froze before I could show the world that I can cry
sometimes it's easier to frown and harder to smile
sometimes a single step seems like a mile
sometimes time asks me why I'm late and in time I answer; I don't know why
sometimes the pieces of me feel like the whole image of me
sometimes the sand feels like water when the sun shines
This is a view that makes me feel like I can fly
this takes me to a state where I want to die

Sometimes I forget the things noteworthy
Sometimes I remember the things never noticed
am I fool or a genius to notice?
Sometimes the weakness in me is all the strength my soul can feed
sometimes the hope I hold is the only dust I can bleed
in office as always, serving positivity
sometimes it's adversity, other times frivolity
It is a continual duel and I cannot let time wrestle me.