Sometimes...

Most of the time I am strong, fearless and full of fight. Sometimes at night, I am shaking inside and just want to be held...

I laugh and smile a lot, but sometimes when I'm alone, I let my guard down and cry... there is no one to wipe my tears...

I'm a unique mixture of tough & tender. Sometimes I feel invisible...

Sometimes I'm tired of having a heart, but to live without feeling or passion is no life at all. This is the saga of our existence..... to know both amazing joy and agonizing pain. It is possible for the two extremes to co-exist and this gives one the feeling of living on the razor's edge.

Most mornings I wake up ready to meet every challenge. Sometimes I wish the world would just go away and let me rest for a while. Life isn't fair and sometimes there's a silent scream inside me. If I work/workout hard enough, it goes away...

Sometimes I feel helpless- so much good I wish to do, but I'm only one person. I try but I can't fix things for people...

Sometimes the weight of my dreams lays heavy on my chest. Sometimes we allow great moments to pass us by because we're too afraid to take a chance. Sometimes the very thing you want most of all remains just beyond your reach and you must accept things that can never be.

The future is always uncertain. Sometimes you just have to stand tall and put one foot in front of the other anyway...