Sometimes.

Sometimes, you make me wonder;
how you've yourself caught under
this spell you so might'ly weaved
and you are, deceived, deceived.

Sometimes, you bring me laughter;
how you've yourself brought under
the thoughts of a child matured
and you have, endured, endured.

Sometimes, you held in your hand
the things you don't understand,
you dream, perfection unseen,
a blunder so eas'ly seen.

Sometimes, you bring me sadness
how you yourself are madness
quantified, personified,
calm, quiet and set aside.

Sometimes, you are not yourself;
how you have built walls that would
lock you out but lock in yourself
and you've yourself misunderstood,
sometimes.


I dun know who wrote this but it is good,
not to abstract yet not to blatant.
And my blog did become Emo. <3