Maybe you're right...
Maybe you're right,
maybe I did sell out as I look over at my dusty piano and realize that I haven't touched it in almost a year to follow a dream of greed and money.
Maybe you're right,
Maybe I have changed and become a new person and lost sight of who I was in the past.
Maybe you're right,
Maybe I've changed enough that someone who I thought was my friend would pretty much leave me standing alone wondering what happened amongst our peers and ourselves.
Maybe I'm wrong,
Maybe I could have made different decisions in my life that would have changed the path that I have inevitably taken.
Maybe I'm wrong,
Maybe I should have made a conscious effort to try in your eyes to let you down easy.
Maybe I'm wrong,
Maybe I should have thought about the consequences before I let emotions or feelings get involved.
But right or wrong, our lives are a car stuck in drive. We cannot go back, we can only go forward. I am sorry I'm not who I was, and know you probably won't ever accept me for who I am. The chapter may be over, and the book may be closed, but it will forever be on your shelf.
Take care.
maybe I did sell out as I look over at my dusty piano and realize that I haven't touched it in almost a year to follow a dream of greed and money.
Maybe you're right,
Maybe I have changed and become a new person and lost sight of who I was in the past.
Maybe you're right,
Maybe I've changed enough that someone who I thought was my friend would pretty much leave me standing alone wondering what happened amongst our peers and ourselves.
Maybe I'm wrong,
Maybe I could have made different decisions in my life that would have changed the path that I have inevitably taken.
Maybe I'm wrong,
Maybe I should have made a conscious effort to try in your eyes to let you down easy.
Maybe I'm wrong,
Maybe I should have thought about the consequences before I let emotions or feelings get involved.
But right or wrong, our lives are a car stuck in drive. We cannot go back, we can only go forward. I am sorry I'm not who I was, and know you probably won't ever accept me for who I am. The chapter may be over, and the book may be closed, but it will forever be on your shelf.
Take care.