Talk

Even when you talk to me

You're not saying words

Your mouth runs until

Your lungs start to hurt

And after all is done

And all has happened

Something still is wrong

You're not happy

There's no use dwelling on what might have been

Take a look around at all that's happened

You don't want to talk to me

You just want something

Well, who has told you that?

It's such a beautiful day

Go up to the mic

Go home get some rest