Sometimes, I wish the yelling would stop.
Sometimes, I wish I could cry.
Sometimes, I wish they could love each other.
Sometimes, I wish I could hide.
Sometimes, I wish it was a dream.
Sometimes, I want 'a run.
Sometimes, I can't help but leave.
Sometimes, I feel for my baby sister.
Sometimes, I wish my big brother was around more.
Sometimes, I wish people understood.
Sometimes, I wish I was older.
Sometimes, I blame myself.
Sometimes, I want to die.
Sometimes, I wish I would have done something.
Sometimes, I just can't think.
Sometimes, I get tired of the fake smiles.
Sometimes, I wish I had more friends.
Sometimes, I want a better body.
Sometimes, I want 'a look like her.
Sometimes, I rip apart old books, with fairytales.
And sometimes...
I wish I could live in a house with momma, daddy, sissy, and Ty.