Sometimes I feel like love doesn’t know me.
Sometimes I feel like a flightless bird.
Sometimes I feel like a blade of grass.
Sometimes I feel like the trees are staring back at me.
Sometimes I feel like a lyric floating in the atmosphere .
Sometimes I feel like a past dream.
Sometimes I feel like your mind
Sometimes I feel like Jane Doe.
Sometimes I feel.
Feel I sometimes.
Sometimes I feel like this poem, understood by few.