Sometimes

Sometimes I walk around the house in my underwear,
and just let it all hang out
but then I always run to my bedroom at the first hint of a noise for clothes
because everyone knows there's not a woman on this earth who isn't even slightly insecure.

Sometimes I go to the cafe by myself and eavesdrop
because I like to know I'm not the only one who talks about their problems in public.

Sometimes I walk outside with no shoes on
and feel the dirt and grass in between my toes
because it's better to have full contact with the earth and not just the insides of my shoes.

Sometimes I think about other people and cry about them
even though their problems have nothing to do with me
I like the feeling of releasing a rare emotion.

Sometimes I sit at my desk and write whats going through my head,
without really thinking whats going on the page and where it'll end up
Just for the sake of feeling buttons make words

Sometimes I change around everything in my bedroom,
and then I change it all back round again the day after
Because I feel like I'm in someone else's house.

Sometimes I sit outside the fountain
and watch the water bounce and flow
and try to get my head to be so calm

Sometimes I punch the walls without my gloves on
till they go red and sore
because it's an odd feeling
your hands stinging and sore and red
when you take out your anger on yourself.

Sometimes I am productive
and have a great working day
but I always fall behind eventually.
Blame my short legs.

Sometimes I do things
and sometimes I don't
Because I'm a young girl
and life can take me anywhere it wants to.