Maybe something in me triggered
and I am convinced that I would
be spending the rest of my life alone.

Maybe that is why I push away
every single person in my life
that might probably be good.

Maybe my life has gone down
ever since that happened but
I just can't seem to be bothered.

Maybe it is just a phase and
sooner or later, I'd want them back
but maybe then, it'd be too late.

Maybe the truth is, I've finally
seen the bad in people and I
just cannot accept what I see.

Maybe this is all the world
has to offer, maybe this is
as good as it gets.

Maybe this *****.
This *****.