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Sometimes I Feel...
Sometimes I feel,
Alone, Like nobody is here.
Sometimes I feel,
Ugly, ashamed of myself.
Sometimes I feel,
Like this world hates me.
Like I don't belong here,
Like I have no reasons.
Sometimes I feel,
Pain, every which way I turn.
Sometimes I feel,
Dirty, all though I am clean.
Sometimes I feel,
Like my life is a dramatic play,
Like everybody is against me,
Like people don't know my name.
Sometimes I feel...
Like I want to sleep forever,
To get rid of this pain, this hate and the argues.
It crosses my mind, every so often.
But I know I must stay,
No matter how badly I want to go,
Because I do have friends, I do have a family,
I do have my precious love, I do have a life.
This life may not be perfect,
But when it gets tough,
I think of the things I DO have,
And all the things I love very much.
I live for those things,
those animals, and people,
And as long as I DO have,
I have my reason,
My reason to live,
To love and to strive,
To make my life all it can be,
And never just give up and die.
So I guess sometimes I feel happy,
Special, loved, and needed,
So for that, I will stay,
And never leave,
Until I'm needed,
Up in the heavens,
To do my deeds,
To go home once more,
And be happy for eternity.
