Sometimes I Feel Sometimes I Don’t

What more can I say Sometimes I feel sometimes I don’t It’s just the way it’s always been An ocean of tears one day Buckets of laughter the other Then nothing It’s all I can say

Sometimes I feel sometimes I don’t It’s no wonder I don’t know where I’m going or what I’m doing It’s a mystery to my soul I’m stone cold one day I’m all kisses the next What am I made of What are feelings I’m so jittery I wobble so easily

Sometimes I feel sometimes I don’t Carry me away into another world I want to know what’s to come I want to feel the feeling of knowing Sometimes I feel sometimes I don’t What’s the use of trying to be stable What’s the use of trying to be sane

Crazy is what I feel most of the time Worry is what consumes me most Panic of the unknown takes my breath away Yet sometimes I feel sometimes I don’t Am I made of stone Am I made of something but of someone of this world Too sane to know the different Too sane to see the answer right before my eyes What’s this something of feelings I feel sometimes and sometime I don’t