I’m tired of my words under achieving
The best I could do for you is silent thought
But I’m a loud mouth who wears his heart on his sleeve
I’m not sure anything could change that so I laugh at my misfortune and count the words from you
And the words from you stop me in my tracks and forces me to breathe.
I am so glad to do so finally
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