Mouth full of words,
Words full of nothing,
I always want something
I say to be important
but I never meet my goal.
Everything I say is purely subjective
Meaning has forsaken me
Always talking;
never saying anything.
In a conversation,
I find the silence annoying,
just ‘cause I don’t want to be boring
Making empty conversation,
using empty words.
Always talking,
never saying anything.
I finally get the time
the be alone, just me and you
Always talking, never saying anything new
Making empty conversation,
using empty words.
I know that I'm dreary,
Of myself, I've become weary.
Always talking,
never saying anything.
If this isn’t true please tell me,
it’s what I see inside me
(more later)
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