Twisted Tongues

I play with words and they slip off my tongue like we’re swapping spit. 

You drive me crazy in two ways, my mind is split. 

So in every morning I think of my mistakes as I get out of bed 

 I make my steps, 

I go left right left .

I step until I’m right

and  then I’m left with regret. 

I won’t say I love you again at least not out loud. 

What is a man if he is not proud. 

Nothing but  I am more I have consciousness an active thought bubble. 

I think I think and think until I think Im in trouble.

I’ll deny everything good in life I deserve nothing but adversity. 

All alone or the rest of my days spent with you characters.

Ask what  sounds worse to me?

I’m my true self I’m my own hell. I haven’t stopped striving for change. But I get frustrated cause it’s strange.

It just feels I’m a dollar short every time I’m short on change. 

So I won’t say I love again at least not out loud.