I’m just staring down at paper
Wishing I could face her
Wishing we could be together
If not now then later
But maybe I don’t deserve her
Maybe I should be murdered
Maybe I’m just crazy
Shouldn’t take this any further
Cause maybe she’ll just hurt me
She’ll just leave and desert me
Maybe I’m just flirting with death
Just a little too early
Cause maybe I’m unworthy
Of the angel who stood before me
Maybe I’m just tired
Maybe I’m just horny
Maybe I’m too high
Maybe I need drink
Crack another 40
Keep the liquor pouring
Maybe I’m being foolish
Maybe I’m just failing
Maybe my soul needs saving
Maybe my heart is craving
Something better than another catastrophe
Maybe I’m being needy
Maybe I’m being greedy
Maybe I want a relationship
One that’s more than exploratory
One that’s more than me
Sea-saw diving into the cavities
Of a woman’s anatomy
Maybe this is just another repetitive story
Of a broken shattered man without glory
BY OSCAR TORRES LEON
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