Sometimes I stop and reflect upon my life
For some reason, the misery of others neither comforts ot alleviates me anymore..
Sometimes I wonder "why?"
Sometimes I think how did things turn out this way?
My life my mind in turmoil
Sometimes I say "what if?"
And recall all the decisions I've made that have seemingly placed me in the situation I currently face
Sometimes I hope for an end to it all
Sometimes I dream for things to go MY way
Sometimes I wish foe me to be what I want to be
And there are even times that I want to be magical
Sometimes..
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