I'm muttering, I'm stuttering...
Somebody's got to say something surely if they care about me...?
It's becoming embarrassing keep banging my head against this wall...
No excuses that's what I said, yet here we are all up in my headache,
Because what's on my lungs is on my tongue,
Off goes my mouth on the do run, run...
Stuttering & muttering, not another word to be said...
I wish that could be true...
I swear if I say it out loud I'll put a gun to my head or maybe I should cut out my tongue instead...
Why do I keep repeating myself into cheating myself...?
I know I'm not wrong...
So why am I not strong...?
Muttering & stuttering my self respect is suffering...
I'm becoming a contradiction...
I don't like lying, yet here I am Muttering & stuttering Lying to myself...
I'm trying to set my spirit free,
but instead I'm becoming my own worst enemy with my stuttering & muttering continuously...
There's no follow through...
Empty words coming from me...
No action to be seen...
I'm making myself a mockery, a fool that talks out of school...
Anger being my tool, no wonder I've fell of my stool...
I cant rewind, I cant unsay what I've already said...
Now that's all repeating in my head...
Muttering & stuttering...
I'm gonna learn sign language most differently instead...
So I can leave my angry talk locked inside my head & act out instead...
No more stuttering & muttering out loud no more...
Yeah remember I've said all this before...
Talking shit once more...
- Author: JaimeLeigh m=Mead (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 24th, 2022 11:51
- Category: Short story
- Views: 10
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