Sometimes...

sometimes there are things
things that can't be seen
sometimes all those things
seem to be so mean
sometimes in the rain
all the things that hide
sometimes feel your pain
but it's still denied
sometimes when alone
all you feel is sorrow
sometimes by the phone
waiting until the morrow
sometimes everything
seems to be for not
sometimes it would seem
memories are forgot
sometimes time well spent
is time that's gone for good
sometimes this event
hurts you and it should
sometimes you're alone
alone but not forgot
sometimes when you roam
you realize you're not
sometimes when you see
see the things inside
sometimes what you see
can make you turn and hide
sometimes finding out
finding out what's wrong
sometimes on the rout
you lose it so it's gone