Maybe

Maybe, you're right.
Maybe, there's still hope.
Maybe, there's a reason.
Maybe, your thoughts make you claustrophobic.
Maybe, you're a dream turned into a nightmare.
Maybe, my thoughts calm you.
Maybe, yoga plants are sexy.
Maybe, Mumbai Locals suck.
Maybe, the couples mingling at Marine Drive are in love.
Maybe, you're defined because of someone else.
Maybe, life hits you hard everytime.
Maybe, a scar reminds you of it all the time.
Maybe, there is no real connection.
Maybe, there's no hope for this generation.
Maybe, you aren't getting what you deserve.
Maybe, being cool is the new hot.
Maybe, the best ideas go in vain for they are unnoticed.
Maybe, the left one is the right decision.
Maybe, advising people is stupid.
Maybe, your life sucks.
Maybe, you're not an option anymore.
Maybe, travelling isn't a bad journey.
Maybe, the snow doesn't cool the heat inside of you.
Maybe, love isn't true.
Maybe, it's all a passé.
Maybe, denying is professionalism.
Maybe, you're not always right.
Maybe, you don't want anybody.
Maybe, you need somebody.
Maybe, it's not all that problematic.
Maybe, in a parallel universe, you're perfect.
Maybe, you're somebody who's nobody like everybody else.
Maybe, you're glad taking the road people avoid even in their dreams.
Maybe, trends don't matter anymore.
Maybe, being simple will not be a fashion in future.
Maybe, the information we all seem to grasp is useless.
Maybe, you're special.
Maybe, it's all a maybe.