Maybe
Maybe I have nothing left to say,
Except goodbye.
These battle scars hurt so bad,
Yet all they are are nothing,
You don't know, you never knew,
You kept on walking…away.
Maybe I'm done, maybe I'm through,
Turn around and say something,
I dare you to.
My heart's turned to stone,
But my ears are listening.
Maybe it will all be ok,
I don't need you anyways,
But please come back, don't leave me here,
You've moved on long before I met you,
Good, maybe I'm glad to have nothing for once.
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