Sometimes...

Sometimes I’m not socially awkward,
Sometimes I am
Sometimes I just want my body to be in place
and my mind far from the place
Sometimes I don’t want to be standing,
Sometimes I don’t want to be lying down
Sometimes I am afraid of the unknown,
Sometimes I don’t want to talk to the people
that matter so much to me
To them who geniunely ask “ how are you doing?”
Sometimes I don’t want morning to come
and the brightness, that brightness
Sometimes I know it’s just for a moment
then brightness will be beautiful again

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