Inconsistencies
Inconsistencies
Still a mystery
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