Sometimes she just wants to break
Down and cry. She's not sure really why.
Sometimes it's because she does stupid
Things. Others it's just because it rains.
Sometimes she lies awake at night
Thinking of all the stars in flight.
Sometimes she dreams of having friends
In other lands, who have wings instead
Of hands.
Sometimes she thinks about fun times
She has had. Yet others she thinks of the
Sometimes she remembers things she has
Sometimes she just wants to have
Sometimes she dreams of being in
Heaven where no tears will be found.
That's when she looks around. She wants
To be able to say, "Thank you, Lord for
Each new day. Thank you for sometimes
Both the good and the bad."