our luck would have it so.
it seems so much by chance
every small piece falls into place.
or maybe they were put there.
i don’t believe in fate
but some things are worth fighting for.

sometimes sometimes
i’m scared out of my mind
everything feels lost and misplaced.
all the meaning in life disappears,
but sometimes someone
reminds me to keep fighting

sometimes sometimes
i hate how things are working
and i don’t have any faith
but the way things slip from chaos into comfort
i can’t help but think that this is the answer
not the solution to everything
but for now, it seems to be the one good among the many bad
i know by how the world is, that’s something unique

sometimes sometimes
some time flies
and some time stops
but either way
with you i don’t feel its effects.
i don’t think about how quick things are
or how slow death feels
and i know it doesn’t really matter
but sometimes, i just need convincing of that
because without you, i think myself to death
where really i should take less time to die
and spend more time living
because none of this will last forever
it’s not about that anyways,
you can’t live in fear of the end
simply because it is inevitable

sometimes sometimes
i learn that
it’s not about being right
it’s not about being perfect

i always thought it was about being real.
but really that doesn’t make any sense
now i know it must be
figuring what real actually is

is the person in the mirror real,
and are those person in the mirror’s feelings real,
and does that person in the mirror think that faith is real?
how can he? surely faith is just an excuse to keep living.

or, maybe, it isn’t about logic.
it isn’t about solving everything,
it isn’t about fixing the world,
it isn’t about living to die.

maybe it’s all about figuring out what it’s all about.
it’s your choice really

but i’ll admit that
sometimes, i’m as weak as you are strong
sometimes, i need convincing to stay curious
sometimes, i am not enough on my own
sometimes, we just can’t do this alone

sometimes, separation is hell
sometimes.