Sometimes, I like to draw
Sometimes, I like to sing
Sometimes, I like to play musical instruments
Sometimes, I like to paint
Sometimes, I like to dance
Sometimes, I like to act like someone else
Sometimes, I like to be slow
Sometimes, I like to be fast
Sometimes, I like
Sometimes, I love

Everything happens, just sometimes.

Sometimes
I beatbox just to clear my mind

Sometimes
I clear my memory to leave it all behind

Sometimes
I sing because I'm feeling good

Sometimes
I do what everyone should

I always
Help out my friends when they are in need

I always
Stay with my friends, the faithful steed

I always
Make memories that will last forever

I always
Cherish the good times we have had together

I love
My girlfriend,
My friends and family
Until the end,
Until the death of me.

Have I ever told you
Have you ever wondered
Have I ever told you about pain

Have you ever wondered about sorrow

How have you not herd
Of pain that stabs you like a knife
Or how about the bullet
The one that travels with force

How about a simple hook
How it swings back and fourth
Side to side

With a dark shadow looming by it's side

Have you ever wondered what it's like

To live only to die

What's the meaning to life
What you want
You won't get

You have to work for what you have,
But when you work yourself
Your own self acting that is
You'll feel the hook in your heart

Watch the needle end
Mind the string
Watch yourself swing
From a dangling hook

You a person
Are a fish
A fish in the world

But where do these hooks come from

They come from pearly golden gates
Up from above

They come from pits of lava and grief
Down from below

The way you live
How you live
When you die

Only a hook will make the pull

So remind yourself to be a good little fish

May not need reminding

Of those hooks that swing from above

While ones cry for forgiveness
Others laugh at your pitty
Where will the hook bring you?

Down or up
Or life will swing
Side to side

Here's another question  
why does one hate life
Does the hook have them
Watch them slowly drag
Or be ripped in half by the hook

Watch them slowly dangle
Watch for their paths
If you find yourself caught
Then let them take you

There is no fighting the hook
Just let it rip you
Only then the hook will let you go

So in a last brief moment
Let's take the time to remember
To watch the hooks
And be-careful
They ARE watching you

The hook
The pain
Oh the hook

Sometimes I wish I had become lawyer. Sometimes a painter and sometimes a traveller too. Sometimes I wish I had a rich family. Sometime a famous one too. Sometimes I hope I have loads of money. And sometimes a lavish lifestyle too.

But sometimes...

Sometimes I open up my eyes and in my heart I know that I am happy. Just sometimes I become ungrateful of the live I have.

Sometimes* I cannot describe exactly what I
Feel Sometimes it's hard to say exactly what is
Real Sometimes I tend to stray more towards the
Dark Sometimes I fear that I haven't made a
Mark Sometimes I think that I am running out of
Time Sometimes I wonder if this life is really
Mine Sometimes I feel like I am forever
Scarred Sometimes I feel like everyone is
Marred Always I tend to think these things inside my
Head Always I think them but only sometimes they are
*Said

Sometimes...
The emptiness of words is all I read
The silence of music is all I hear
A blank page of mystery
Sums up my life
With a muted cry
And a single tear

Sometimes...
I give up all my defences
I have nothing to lose
And nothing to gain
Nothing but aches
With a muted cry
And a single tear

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Sometimes,


                       People just disregard each others value,



                                      Throwing dirt at each other,

                                                 Pointing fingers to one another,

                           Bashing words that doesn't even exist,



They just don't understand,

                        That somebody are breaking inside,


But those shattered people,

                                                   They just don't show it,

                                          'Cause they want peace and harmony,

                                                      ­       But they are crushed,

                                                     More than you can imagine!






Sometimes,

                        People are just so selfish,



Doing things that just benefit their own selves,

               Not even thinking of the consequences it may turn,



                              But for those people who are breaking inside,



Whom they have bombarded with pain and sorrow,



The coin seems to not favor to them,

         But time will come,

                 It will just flip to theirs.







Sometimes,

                           People are just so watchful,



Of the mistakes of others,

           Even though they have not known them,



Like a dog barking on complete strangers,


                                          Then just like a blinking of an eye,



Overlook all the good side of those people,


                                  'Cause of their own "observing wrong" habits,



They just can't even observe,

      About how people sees them?


Are they pleasing or not?

But sadly,



They aren't admirable,


   'Cause what they are doing,

            Are never gratifying,






Sometimes,


                    People just look into this worldly pleasure,


Wealth and FAME,


          And can sacrifice every dignity they have,

                  All the friends they have,

    And all of the good they have,

                                         Just to obtain this stuff,


The world devoured them,



But remember,

                                No matter how much WEALTH AND FAME,

       That we will possess in this world,

                             If we don't have a heart,

                That loves all humankind,

                         That loves appreciating people,

                 And that has God inside it,



Remember,

All are just nothing.






Sometimes,



                          Peop­le lack these words


LOVE, PEACE, and RESPECT.




                                                  S­adly,

Sadly....






                                  © Earl Jane
                                    ♥ E.J.C.S.