Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Sometimes...

Sometimes I rescue pencils from the custodians' dirt piles.

Sometimes I pretend like I'm acting in a movie when it's real life.

Sometimes I still practice my signature.

Sometimes I get it. Sometimes I just don't.

Sometimes I feel old. And sometimes I feel young.

Sometimes I like you. And sometimes I don't want to not like you.

Sometimes I pretend that I didn't get the text.

Sometimes I live in the moment. Sometimes I live in my head.

Sometimes I make sense...