Maybe I was not meant to understand why people leave me alone.
Maybe I am so suppose to figure out all this shit on my own.
Maybe I am bad , like could people say.
Maybe I just want to wake up to be grateful to see a new day.
Maybe I do complain about nothing ever changing.
Maybe it me who taking the majority of the hurt, no point of complaining.
Maybe I see patterns of shit I don't like
Maybe if i were understandable I wouldn't need a damn mic
Maybe i blind to the solution i am suppose to see.
Maybe i need to open myself to possibility of a destiny.
Maybe I am just writing all this cause no one is talking to me.
Maybe i am writing all of this so i don't end up crying.
Maybe i spent too much time trying to express how i feel.
Maybe i need to find a new way to deal.
Maybe I could take one day at a time and see where that goes.
Maybe I can make more friends and less foes.
Maybe I see myself as a good person and others see me as bad.
Maybe I just fake a smile so i don't seem so sad.
Out of all the slumps, this is the worst one Ive had.
At least I am alive to write this ,I am glad.
So there is at least a glimmer of hope.
I don't mean to be so down but I am really trying not to mope.
You know?
