Maybe, But Probably Not

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niverse we live in; Maybe the blood running through you contains the energy of a sun rising.Maybe your eyes see more than ours, maybe they catch colors we can’t name. Maybe your day has a couple more hours, maybe for you, the world’s not the same.Maybe, but probably not, so I wonder…Why do you want it so bad to wear a crown, and have before you someone bowing down? Every day you need to see a different frown, you need to control all that is around.Why is accountability never an option for you? Why do you hide

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behind a fake idea of tranquility, of non-existent love, and an obstructed view?Why do you always seem to not know how to pronounce “sorry”? Why do you always go to the extreme to try and break somebody?How can you pick and choose when it’s convenient for you to care? But talk about the energy you ooze, ignoring the cloak of ruin that you wear.There’s an excuse for your every mistake, even though those are always calculated — you need someone to take the blame, you’d prefer your friends easily-manipulated.</article></body>

A poem

Maybe all the gods whispered to you the secrets of the Universe we live in; Maybe the blood running through you contains the energy of a sun rising.

Maybe your eyes see more than ours, maybe they catch colors we can’t name. Maybe your day has a couple more hours, maybe for you, the world’s not the same.

Maybe, but probably not, so I wonder…

Why do you want it so bad to wear a crown, and have before you someone bowing down? Every day you need to see a different frown, you need to control all that is around.

Why is accountability never an option for you? Why do you hide behind a fake idea of tranquility, of non-existent love, and an obstructed view?

Why do you always seem to not know how to pronounce “sorry”? Why do you always go to the extreme to try and break somebody?

How can you pick and choose when it’s convenient for you to care? But talk about the energy you ooze, ignoring the cloak of ruin that you wear.

There’s an excuse for your every mistake, even though those are always calculated — you need someone to take the blame, you’d prefer your friends easily-manipulated.