sometimes

…I want to smile and sing and dance naked in the rain
…I don’t love Friday
…Its just another ordinary day to work and do and be
…I don’t want to be happy and helpful and nice
…I just called to say I love you
…I think about all the beauty I haven’t yet seen
…I wonder if the best already came
…my tears are happy
…I want to listen to angry music really loudly and tell everyone who wants to hear pop to fuck off
…I want to go for a drive really fast and not worry that I will get a ticket
…I don’t want to be sleepy
…the grass isn’t greener on the other side, its perfect right here
…I want the words to be easier
…I want there to be more love