Sometimes.
Sometimes I cannot handle looking at what SMA does to our daughter.
Sometimes I grow angry at what lies in front of me.
Sometimes I want to hide away, never to see the light of day.
Sometimes I feel helpless.
Sometimes I dread getting up in the morning to face another day.
Sometimes I sit and think of nothing.
Sometimes I wonder how it will all end.
Sometimes I reach for things too far out of my reach.
Sometimes I grow jealous of the lives of others.
Sometimes I pretend that my life simply never existed.
Sometimes I desire to run through a field; never to look back.
Sometimes I imagine the end of the world.
Sometimes I pray for an answer.
Sometimes I shake my fists at the Lord.
Sometimes I sit in quiet contemplation.
Sometimes I laugh at the irony of life.
Sometimes I remember what dreams I once held.
Sometimes I cry for no apparent reason.
Sometimes I joke with stinging sarcasm.
Sometimes I hurt the ones closest to me.
Sometimes I empower myself with myself.
Sometimes I decide that I simply know best.
Sometimes I think that the waking hours are a dream.
Sometimes I wish sleep never ended.
Sometimes I stroll through our soundless house.
Sometimes I search for the demons in myself.
Sometimes I practice what I'm going to say.
Sometimes I long for my mother's arms.
Sometimes I threaten the thoughts that barrage me.
Sometimes I quell the beast that in me resides.
Sometimes I search for an answer forthcoming.
Sometimes I seek the truth.
Sometimes I travel to imaginary places.
Sometimes I step into other people's shoes.
Sometimes I jump to insane conclusions.
Sometimes I beg for understanding.
Sometimes I relish in the life that I have.
Sometimes I relinquish the struggle for power.
Sometimes I tell a lie without thinking.
Sometimes I call when there's nobody there.
Sometimes I write things no one will read.
Sometimes I draw on my experience thus far.
Sometimes I traverse a road best not traveled.
Sometimes I look to the young for advice.
Sometimes I show the best I can be.
Sometimes I believe there is not too much more.
Sometimes I take more than I can handle.
Sometimes I sit and let others just do.
Sometimes I try to make some sense.
Sometimes I fail to get it right.
Sometimes I push the limits of others.
Sometimes I pull on the strings of my heart.
Sometimes I stand for what I know is right.
Sometimes I shake off the dust from the road.
Sometimes I love.
Sometimes I hate.
Sometimes I care.
Sometimes I don't.
All the while...
I am happy to be.
