I talk too much.
I can't shut up.
And i don't realize
When i do it but i can't
Fucking shut up.
And all it took was for them to tell me
"You're being too loud."
"You're disrupting, slow down."
"Let someone else speak."
That's all it takes for me to curl up.
For me to go quiet and meek.
My little annoying voice.
That's what i am:
Annoying.
How could i not realize how annoying i am?
You never want to hear me.
Who cares what i have to say?
It's unimportant anyways.
A blush fills my cheeks as i realize:
I'm everything i don't want to be.
I talk too much,
and i don't realize when i do it.
and i'm worried that i'll never change.
i'm worried that i'll never fix it.
