Why did you have to open your mouth?
Why, when you knew you couldn't control your tongue?
You let your words come out but those words came out evil.
They pierced every ear in the room.
The sound whistling through the air till they hit the one they were intended for.
And sliced him to pieces.
Why did you have to open your mouth?
Why, when your anger confused your thoughts?
Why, when in the rush of hate that flooded your ears, did you choose to act upon it?
The phrases spoken separated you.
Like a wedge pushing between two precarious stones.
Why do you choose to yell scream and hit?
Why, when you can breathe instead?
And save a bond that's already gone through enough.
Why did you open your mouth?
Why did you?
Why do you?
Why?
