Ocean of Thoughts

Sometimes

Sometimes my voice gets shaky.
My legs shake violently when I'm telling someone something secret or deep.
Sometimes I forget to eat or drink all day.
Sometimes I forget the date, the hour.
Sometimes I fight anxiety wrong. Or always fight anxiety wrong.
Sometimes I have nightmares.
Sometimes I have (whatever those dreams are called when your in the state of being awake and dreaming, and it feels real).
Sometimes I get bullied.
Sometimes I hate in myself.
Sometimes I hate your comments.
Sometimes I love your comments.

It's always sometimes. Never always. Never content. But I guess that's life.