Sometimes

Sometimes

by Hunter Red

Sometimes

You want to

Lie in the grass

Watching the sky pass by

And pretend the world isn't there.

Sometimes

You want to

Turn off the screen

Stop the endless parade of tragedy

And pretend that it doesn't exist.

Sometimes

You want to

Exist in the world

But not be effected

As if you weren't there.

Sometimes

You want to

But you can't

You cannot because the world insists

You feel, you mourn, you be here.

Sometimes

You want to.

Often

You don't want to.

And that's okay.