Sometimes

Sometimes I cannot see

Who God intended me to be

Sometimes I cannot find

Myself within my own mind

Sometimes I just want an embrace

And for fingers to caress my face

Sometimes I just want someone to force

Me to spill my words and find the source

Sometimes I need the quiet

In order to calm the riot

Sometimes I need a hand

To hold me and help me stand

Sometimes I wish I were

Confident, strong and sure

Sometimes I wish my eyes

Didn’t see myself despised

Sometimes I want & need to cry

For no reason, rhyme or why

Sometimes I want & need to laugh

Until I feel that I may burst in half

Sometimes I need and sometimes I want,

Sometimes I wish and sometimes I cannot.