Sometimes…
Sometimes I want attention.
Sometimes I want to have people around me, even if I don’t feel like interacting.
Sometimes I want to go away.
Sometimes I want to hide.
Sometimes I want to be famous.
Sometimes I don’t have dreams for myself.
Sometimes I want to be invisible.
Sometimes I want to cry.
Sometimes I want a hug.
Sometimes I want to smash everything in sight.
Sometimes I want to scream for hours.
Sometimes I want a friend to talk with on the phone.
Sometimes I have nothing to talk about.
Sometimes I feel cute.
Sometimes I’m a bitch.
Sometimes I hate my life.
Sometimes I’m succint.
Sometimes I ramble.
Sometimes I want to express myself and have nothing to say.
Sometimes I can’t find the words.
Sometimes the words of my voices is all I can hear.
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