Maybe

Maybe I'm not good enough.
Maybe I'm too much.
Maybe I'm a little rough,
But I've always been a crutch.
Maybe I'm a little boring,
Maybe a bit extreme.
But in my mind the thoughts are roaring
So I float downstream.
Maybe I shouldn't doubt myself,
Maybe I do all the time.
Maybe I get put on a shelf,
Just to be left behind.
Maybe I give too much.
Maybe I'm too easy.
Maybe I let it get to me
So much it makes me queasy.
Maybe I'll never know.
Maybe I don't care.
Maybe I feel all alone,
But I'm used to the despair.
Maybe life is beautiful.
Maybe it's sometimes trash.
Maybe it's a crucible,
And I'm tired of the whiplash.