Sometimes I feel thinner than yesterday
Sometimes I wonder if this body’s mine
Sometimes I burn with power like lion prey
Sometimes I wilt like a vine left to dry
Sometimes I speak and shine with brilliance
Sometimes I drift through silence and haze
Sometimes I rise with sharp confidence
Sometimes I’m lost, just circling a maze
Sometimes I smile in comfort and light
Sometimes I smile when anxious or shy
Sometimes I cry alone in the night
Sometimes I cry and don’t know why
Sometimes I laugh from joy, carefree
Sometimes I laugh to mask my pain
Sometimes the mirror feels kind to me
Sometimes I stare and question if I’m sane
