Maybe there is a God.
Maybe we were never meant to live this way.
Maybe there is such a thing as true love.
Maybe we’re all crazy, and normal is only an ideal that is out of reach.
Maybe we should’ve taken that escape… or maybe we shouldn’t have.
Maybe we’ll never be happy… or maybe we are happy and we won’t realize it until later.
Maybe philosophy is an idea that got out of hand… or maybe religion is.
Maybe we shouldn’t have acted so quickly on an inhibition that failed to stay strong.
Maybe I let my guard down.
Maybe we experienced too much in too little time… or maybe we didn’t experience enough.
Maybe we should learn more about something we know nothing about…
and when we learn more about it, we should write down how it affected our perspective,
but we probably won’t.
Maybe these words will hit home, or maybe they’re just a waste of my time and yours…
not to mention a waste of ink and paper.
Maybe I should’ve stopped thinking before I started.
Maybe I’m repeating myself…again.
Maybe I opened my mind too much, or maybe I didn’t open it enough.
Maybe we’ll all die tomorrow, and that job, car, mortgage payment, deadline, project,
or whatever else we think is so important, really never mattered.
Maybe we forgot to say “I love you” when it was our last chance to do so.
Maybe there is a hell and maybe we’re all going there.
Maybe perfection is possible in this world, or maybe perfection is only a perspective.
Maybe fact is only an opinion.
Maybe all of these maybes and questions of whys, whats, and hows, cannot be answered…
or maybe the answers are right there in front of us.
Maybe we care too much about what others might think, or maybe we don’t care enough.
Maybe we should’ve held on to our innocence a bit longer.
Maybe we have more to say than words can portray.
Maybe we were just too lazy to try.
Maybe this is the last chance to do something that no one has ever done before…
and maybe that chance has passed.
“Maybe I should stop thinking about everything and focus on nothing…Maybe I should just sleep on it”
