Maybe I'm happy, or maybe I'm not, 
caught in between with the battles I've fought. 
Maybe I'm sad, but I can’t really tell, 
lost in a place where I silently dwell.

Maybe I don’t know the path I should take, 
maybe the choices I make are mistakes. 
Maybe I'm too honest, too raw and exposed, 
Maybe I lie to protect what I hold close.

Maybe I’m longing for space, for release, 
or maybe this chaos will never cease. 
maybe the world’s turned its back on me, 
Or maybe I’m blind to the truth I can’t see.

Maybe I’m foolish, lost in the haze, 
or maybe this is just one of those days.