Sometimes I need a push,

Sometimes I don’t

Sometimes I want a hand,

Sometimes  I won’t

Sometimes it’s ok for an opinion,

Most of the time its not

sometimes I wish you were there,

Mostly that’s what I want

Sometimesyou bug me,

Sometimes you’re okay

Sometimes it’s hard to talk,

Sometimes It’s your way

Sometimes you are wrong,

Sometimes I won’t admit you’re right

sometimes I win

sometimes I won’t even fight

sometimes I miss you,

sometimes you miss me

sometimes you won’t admit it

sometimes that your happy

sometimes I can read you

sometimes you’re like a book

sometimes you’re open,

sometimes I won’t look

sometimes we’re at eye level

sometimes we can’t see

sometimes you don’t get it

sometimes you’re blind to me

sometimes it’s not easy,

sometimes it’s not fair

sometimes I wish it was,

But It’s okay because you’re there.

All alone means…my souls alone, I need it to be.

Screams and tension, are haunting me.

I need the breeze, cool, calming,

Crickets, birds, deep night sky.

Since childhood, the desire to run away,

To pound pavement and crush feelings

Feel freedom and let go,

Have wind beneath my wings,

To nowhere, to anywhere,

Is where I’ll go.

To find sanctum and peace,

Let my thoughts flow.

Searching for something,

To fight all these demons

To be alone,

Sit and feel the coolness of the rocks

Of the beach I call my own,

Calms my spirit, unlocks tears

Cleanses my soul,

Chases fears

Sometimes I’m so mixed up,

A blender inside,

Nothing seems to fit,

In this heart-torn head

I scream for clarity, and order

Simple and basic returns

Back to the original and untainted,

Feelings with which I morn

Back to normal calm,

This walk alone means getting back to me.

I used to be a dreamer,

Of things that could never be.

I used to be a whiner,

When I couldn’t get my way.

I used to be very sad…

Insecure in every angle.

I used to look for an excuse,

On why I cry myself to sleep.

I used to be all alone,

And my nights were dark and silent.

I used to wonder why,

I wasn’t like other kids.

I used to be afraid to ask a question,

For fear of being ridiculed when I spoke.

I used to be a suck up,

My peers would laugh and point.

I used to be a loner,

With no one by my side.

I used to wish I could find myself,

And in time these feelings changed…

Now my whole worlds different,

I no longer wonder why.

Staring at the ceiling at night,

The taunts aren’t on my mind.

I think of me and my feelings,

How great it feels to be unique,

Glad I’ve spread my wings,

My true colors are finally shown.

I used to want to be,

Like every one I knew,

But now I strive for difference,

For a place in this big world.