Sometimes I’ll just do stupid stuff
Behind it there’s no desire to hurt you
Sometimes I’ll keep a thought to myself
It’s not a secret – I don’t mean to be untrue
Sometimes I might use the wrong words
And then wish I’d chosen them with care
Sometimes I might not talk about things
It does not mean I’ve nothing to share
Sometimes I might free-associate
Depends on where my mind has been
Sometimes you may think me a know-all
Even though I have no desire to preen
Sometimes I will express a wish
It’s a reflex, not an act of cunning
Sometimes I will offer an argument
It doesn’t mean I’m fixated on winning
Sometimes I do forget to remember
Later that day I’m wracked with guilt
Sometimes I do remember to forget
So we can hold on to what we’ve built
Sometimes I am just a bumbling idiot
Not the monster you make me to be
If your perception destroys my reality
It’ll be the end of my sanity – and of me
Lucky you that you get away with “sometimes”!
For some of us, it is “many a times” 😉
Nicely expressed!
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Very nicely expressed. This is true for most of us who don’t really wish to hurt. But endlessly agonise over something we might have said or done.
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This is a really lovely one Satyen! Thank you for sharing.
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I know the feeling. Well said.
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