Maybe. Maybe...Gone

Im sorry. Im not strong enough. I've tried to mend your heart. Maybe you were already fine, And i just tore it apart. Im sorry that I couldn't see. What you were trying to say. How everyone that I love, I will continue to run astray. I once thought i was better. Thought i didn't need the meds. But every time I open up That's what everybody says. Maybe they are all right. Unstable. Weak. Withdrawn. Maybe i should save them. Maybe. Maybe...Gone.