sometimes

sometimes a little peace is all you need, when you are in a crowd, lost and hopeless
but when that some time comes, and you are alone, you wished you were not, and hoped for company of friends.
sometimes, it's too noisy, you can't concentrate, you feel annoyed
then comes the time, when it's so quiet, even with the tv and music on simultaneously, nothing beats human noise and human company.
sometimes when faced with a loved one, you fail to say you loved them or tell them how much you enjoy their company because you were worried about what they'd think
it's funny then when that person is no more, because then you'd cry your eyes out, wishing you had only spend more time and said the things you wanted to say.
sometimes we are so engorged in our own righteousness and pride, so high up, htat we fail to see, that we step on ants and flowers, and we, in our own blindness are creating a path of destruction.
sometimes it's right in front of us, feign blindness, refusing no acknowledge because we believe in ourselves more than the person who's trying to guide us.
sometimes, there is no time, yet we think we will always be able to buy ourselves time.
we forget. the clock is ticking. clockwise, never the other way.
when will we come to see and listen? maybe sometime soon. hopefully sometime soon.