It may be maybe
Maybe we will meet again,
When we’re slightly older then.
When our lives are way more settled,
and our inner wars are battled
Now i’m chaos to your head,
Thinking of me drives you mad.
You are poison to my heart,
Leaving hope is my reward.
Maybe one day i will matter
Maybe then, timing is better
Or perhaps that you wont matter
Maybe then, i have found better
I wont force these things to happen
Inner peace, my secret weapon
Everything will finds it way
If i dont force it to stay













