Inconsistencies

Inconsistencies
Still a mistery
Blown just like debris
Scattered inside me
I didn’t want you to know
That I had gone
I never wanted to show
That I was wrong
That I was wrong
Take me as you please
Filter out my maybes
Blown just like debris
Scattered inside me
I didn’t want you to know
That I had gone
I never wanted to show
That I was wrong
That I was wrong
That I was wrong
That I was wrong