WHY IS IT ONLY SOMETIMES?

Sometimes you are so kind,

Sometimes all is fine.

Sometimes I am your queen,

Sometimes your heart just gleams.



Then you turn around and change,

Then you become so out of range.

Then I feel the hurt inside,

Then I feel I´m on a roller coaster ride.



Why is it hard for you submit?

Why is it so difficult for you to fit?

Why must you always turn away?

Why can´t I see the real you every day?



Brenda A. Ysaguirre

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