Maybe, Maybe, Maybe..

Maybe, I’m not who you want me to be. Maybe, I do what I want instead of what you want. Maybe, you don’t think I’m perfect, but maybe I think I am? Maybe, you just need to accept me, for all my craziness, and flaws. Maybe you need to try to see it from my point of view, maybe I should stop caring what you think. Maybe, I should try to get away from all your demands. Maybe, I need to try to do things my own way more often. Maybe, I should just be myself, not matter what you think… Maybe, I’m tired of waiting, for you to see how great I really am. Maybe, I don’t need you after all?