Sometimes I feel that things ain’t gonna be the same…
In those times I can feel that eerie feeling pervading around…
I can sense that something ain’t right, and that it’ll take time…

Sometimes I can’t put my feelings into the words,
And in those times, I assume the best a man can do is stay laconic, reticent…
No one is going to understand anyway,
Not that anyone would care…

Sometimes I just know that I’m carrying that burden on my back,
Someone’s vengeance? …
Or something else?...

Sometimes I guess people are just full with vindictiveness,
And in those times, I try,
Try to submerge the feelings,
But their tenaciousness won’t let…

Sometimes someone’s acts hinder rather than help,
They don’t have the right effect,
In those times that someone’s blatant act,
Is very gruelling to take.

Sometimes I wonder if the heart is truthfully immense enough
To encompass all the blunders and other inadvertences
And suffocate the anger and maliciousness
In those times, with such zeal I hope that my presumptions are true,
But then, with starry-eyes I am forced to see that heart is just a dark, scarce place

Sometimes I know I can’t change things back,
In those times, I wish I can, but I can’t

Is it hard to forgive?
Or is it harder to forget?!

Sometimes… you just know…
It’s called affliction…
And, in those times you hope that…
Someday… some wind will blow it all away…