I wonder why I can’t find my feet when I thought they are firm enough

I wonder why I can’t run fast in my dreams

I wonder why I feel short when I know my ideas are tall


Still, I wonder why I can’t find my voice in my hallucination

when I thought I did scream loud enough

Well, I guess if I don’t fail, I wouldn’t need grace


Again, I wonder why they say hate your brother

and hide the gold

I guess if we knew tomorrow, we wouldn’t need assurance

Maybe I don’t know

Yeah, maybe I don’t know

But maybe, that’s okay.


All these brouhaha, I just can’t explain

But maybe that’s okay

Maybe that’s okay.


Credit: Maybe IDK by Jon Bellion

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