It’s always been a Sometimes.
Sometimes its morning and sometimes half day passed,
When you open your eyes and realise you are still alive.

It’s sometimes how you feel how lonely you are,
But watching around is just like a dream and you’ve to believe.

Sometimes this go all right and nothing to worry about,
Then, next the well things become worst and you seems to be drought.
Neither I, nor you knows what’s gonna happen tomorrow.
But people say the tomorrow is a gift you never bought.

All the times when you feel happy and joy,
Thats the only moments that make you good and becomes a foy.

Not every time is sometime,
But its sometimes you need to say how big the world is and how it retrieve.
And sometimes its the time and no times is sometimes.