sometimes...
sometimes i feel like smiling...
for no lousy jokes cracked,
lost memories bring back,
not any lad slipped,
for no love mad slapped...
i just feel like smiling....sometimes.
sometimes i feel like running...
for no medal at stake,
not there any snake.
for no train to left,
not anything theft...
i just feel like running...sometimes.
sometimes i feel like talking..
for no bunch of crap,
dropping mishap for others lap.
not for political gain,
and bargain...
i just feel like talking.... sometimes
sometimes i feel like helping
for no lust of heaven,
fear of hell.
no heart to win,
clear out past sin...
i just feel like helping....sometimes
sometimes i feel like writing
nothing in my mind,
words to bind.
as this one results,
express my complex world.
i just felt like writing ....
sometimes i feel like smiling...
for no lousy jokes cracked,
lost memories bring back,
not any lad slipped,
for no love mad slapped...
i just feel like smiling....sometimes.
sometimes i feel like running...
for no medal at stake,
not there any snake.
for no train to left,
not anything theft...
i just feel like running...sometimes.
sometimes i feel like talking..
for no bunch of crap,
dropping mishap for others lap.
not for political gain,
and bargain...
i just feel like talking.... sometimes
sometimes i feel like helping
for no lust of heaven,
fear of hell.
no heart to win,
clear out past sin...
i just feel like helping....sometimes
sometimes i feel like writing
nothing in my mind,
words to bind.
as this one results,
express my complex world.
i just felt like writing ....
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