Sometimes it is hard to want to do the right thing and yet not have others understand your choices.
Sometimes it must be hard to love me.
Sometimes it must be hard to like me.
Sometimes it is hard for me to express the storm that is brewing.
Sometimes I miss simple.
Sometimes I wonder… was it ever simple?
Sometimes I feel so sad and lost.
Sometimes I feel no one understand.
Sometimes it feels like it will never stop or end.
Sometimes it is hard to be me.
Thankfully, it is just sometimes.