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...
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Sometimes...
Posted by Aberdeen at 11:32 AM
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