Sometimes....

Sometimes.. my silence is overcome by yours
What's misunderstood, isn't there..
To force myself into being someone
Who is not misunderstood.. is strange..

Sometimes.. I end up scaring myself
By being someone I'm not
Just to disregard my vulnerability
I just keep walking away somewhere..

Sometimes.. I wonder why we live for so long
Is it for someone.. something.. somewhere??
Is it to repay our dues from earlier?
Or are we a magical display gone all wrong

Sometimes.. I wanna know whats in store for me
Well.. I guess everyone does that sometimes
Could it be another start, a new journey??
Or just another "ting ting" your time is up.