Maybe I was wrong the whole time and I forgot to really think about things. Let time slip past me could I never return? Is it so far past anything left, where the snow freezes over hollow and I can see straight through the winter cold. Is it so far past the unimagined idea? Maybe i'm not looking in the right places and i leave the room too soon before a problem really exists. Maybe i fail to connect with anyone new for certain reasons. Maybe is an overused word and i'm tired.