Sometimes
Sometimes I feel afraid of something I don't know
Sometimes I feel it is here and will never go
Sometimes I feel it is beside me and I don't know
Sometimes I feel that I don't trust anyone even you,
But sometimes I feel that nobody will understand me except you!
Sometimes I don't know if me is me or you are you.
Sometimes I feel to screem for the war people will do,
But sometimes I feel that nobody will hear me except you.
Sometimes I feel I need to fly,
Among the blue sky
With birds everywhere full of joy
Without hearing any cry,
But something inside me says that I must try.
Sometimes I feel there will always be a missing word,
Sometimes I feel that my world will be destroyed,
Sometimes I feel that every joy will be killed,
And nothing will remain except you and me in pain,
That I had felt with tears like rain,
And all my work will be in vain.
Nothing will remain except the memory of pain,
Because it will be the end of days.
But I return to myself and say that nothing will remain except my precious lord and the memory of good days.
