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Sometimes
Sometimes,
I feel like,
My world is left to burn.
Sometimes,
People say that,
They’re so sorry to learn…
Sometimes,
I hate it,
I hate the growing pain.
Sometimes,
I want to,
Just forget and play again.
Sometimes,
I know that,
What my Mum says is right.
Sometimes,
I wish she,
Could make me believe her fight.
Sometimes,
I get so,
Depressed and weaken.
Sometimes,
I cannot reach,
That hopeful beacon.
And sometimes,
Most times,
I can see my disease spread.
And sometimes,
Most times,
I wish that I was dead.
But sometimes,
Other times,
I hope I’ll pull through.
But sometimes,
Other times,
I’ll do it all for you.
Sometimes,
I try desperately,
To laugh, sing and smile.
Sometimes,
I think,
Maybe if I try for a while...
And, finally, sometimes,
I struggle on for,
Me.
And, finally, sometimes,
I’m selfish,
It’s ME.
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