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Coughing it out…
Maybe I am too polite and because of it I tend to miss opportunities
Maybe I’m not bold enough
Maybe When I put myself together and act bold I tend to overdo it and scare the hell out of people
Is it the words I choose, the way I stare, the voice that comes out of my big mouth? Can’t tell
Maybe I don’t know what I want
Maybe I just think I don’t
Fear is a bizarre thing of nature, a bastard son in your womb
‘Probably’ sounds better than ‘Maybe’, but
In the end of the day you realize they’ve got so much in common, the same purpose, the same essence…’Probably’ is the hansome cousin of ‘Maybe’

Maybe is the name of my favourite song
Maybe I haven’t listened to it carefully
Maybe I’m too friendly to be taken seriously
Maybe I’m too serious into being friendly
Maybe is just an excuse for many of us
Or a quite fair answer to a bunch of unfair questions we are inforced to face
Maybe is pleasant, vague, cruel, wondering, coward
Maybe is a vow till whenever we hang on there
Something in between, a heavy weight, a blur in my goals, an amazing delay
An lame addiction, a massive deceiver, a slow way to die when it comes to our hopes
Maybe I haven’t looked into God’s plans for me yet as I should
Maybe I go to bed because there’s nothing else out there
Maybe I want it all, and I want it all delivered!
Maybe today is the best day of my life
Maybe I won’t realize it until a long lifetime proves me wise

Maybe is a curve in your road where you got to trust your breaks and speed up to see what’s coming next
Maybe I’ve got to much time to think about it these days
Maybe I have been spending to much time talking to myself,
Not as a crazy gal, but as a lonely mind.
As for everything else around my inevitable wondering soul radar
I should just chill and, for the first time, try harder
And go easy on my expectations.
Definitely, give myself a chance to leave my personal ‘maybes’ behind.

See ya, oddly maybe,

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