Sometimes...

Sometimes i question you.
and wonde if your listening.
i cant see you touch you or even feel you...
so how do i know if your\'e really there?

sometimes i get mad.
when bad things hapend to good people.
it makes me wonder why you didnt save them...
it makes me wonder if your real.

sometimes i hate you.
and wonder if you care.
it seems as though you never did...
and never will be there.

sometimes i feel a ray of hope.
and think its attention you\'ll pay.
but then nothing changes...
and all i can hope for is another beautifull day.