Sometimes I simply lose control,
sometimes…
And I forget about all,
sometimes…
I don’t care of them at all,
sometimes…
I think they’re ugly, dull and small,
sometimes…
But when I look into my soul,
sometimes…
I see the dark and empty hole,
sometimes…
I think, I’ll something new install,
sometimes…
I’m sure; quite sure, I love them all,
sometimes…
Of course, I feel, I love YOU all,
sometimes…
Sometimes…
7/04/10.