Why can't I say a sentence without getting my words mess up?
In my mind, I know what to say and how to say it.
My mouth have a mind of its own.
Mouth, why you don't want to listen to my brain.
Because your brain don't make sense.
You are my body part, but you don't want to do what I want you to do.
One of these days, I will make you do as I want you to do.
