I’d be happier if I lost my ability to speak
The embarrassment and memories are leaving me weak
To never again say the wrong thing
To never again be out of tune when I sing
I wish my voice box didn’t work
I wish my words and thoughts stayed behind a smirk
What’s the point of learning from mistakes if you can’t take it back
You just can’t change the reputation that you lack
They say the past is in the past
But then why do consequences always last
I’d be happier if I lost my ability to speak
The thoughts from my mind shall never again leak
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