maybe am dead with in
maybe its all a lie to me
maybe I have no self security
maybe in our feelings we can’t swim
maybe your words scorn
maybe your words heal
maybe life is not real
maybe I was not born
maybe the rose for the eye is a whore
maybe the beauty is in the thorn
maybe we should speak more
maybe we should never talk again
maybe this is how it ends
maybe a waiting for it to begin