It happens sometimes,
That itch you can’t scratch,
That anger you can’t stop,
That peace we can’t see.
It happens sometimes,
That sadness that sticks,
That hope that sleeps,
That guilt that sears.
It happens sometimes,
And I can’t control it,
And you always know it,
And we never show it.
It happens sometimes,
It stays inside,
It eats away,
It steals the day.
