Sometimes

Sometimes I'm shy, sometimes I'm outgoing. Sometimes I have confidence, but one person can shatter it. Sometimes I am sensitive, but when I need to be I don't let myself be upset. Sometimes I wish my parents were different, but sometimes I know they wish I were different, too. Sometimes I decide to take a chance, then sometimes taking a chance means creating a new fear. Sometimes I understand why things happen. Sometimes I don't. Sometimes I wonder why I say sometimes all the time. Sometimes I know that it's because I am an unsure teenager. Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes. Will it ever just be all the time or never?