Sometimes Poem by Apple Jean Barcena

Sometimes I'm happy,
Sometimes I'm sad.
Sometimes I'm lonely,
And sometimes I'm mad.

Sometimes I'm kind,
Sometimes I'm shy.
Sometimes I'm helpful,
Other times I lie.

Sometimes I'm funny,
Sometimes I'm corny.
Sometimes I'm friendly,
But sometimes I'm thorny.

Sometimes I ask myself,
"Why am I like this?
Is it always just ‘sometimes, '
Or something I can fix? "

What's the point
Of writing this way?
Is there someone else
Who feels the same today?

Hey dude, why are you laughing?
Is there something funny
In this poem?
Come on, tell me—I wanna know!