Can't Stop Talking

My tongue is like a treadmill With a pilates teacher running on it faster than a windmill, downhill My mind is like a hopeless puzzle, connected by an open funnel To my mouth which is a broken muzzle Then I release my thoughts and they drown the room in a soaking puddle Now I’m swimming in an ocean of trouble He took it to far, he broke the bubble I apologize, but my emotions ain't subtle They say Frak you crossed the line, I’m talking till I’m lost in time I swear I’d make an awful mime Some enjoy it, some say it’s annoying I should be a lawyer, at least work at a hair salon I can talk the walk, but I can’t walk the talk Cuz whenever my tongue strolls it turns into a marathon Just a young kid with fascinating intelligence And when I tell stories, exaggerate and embellish it Sometimes I miscalculate and I let it slip I wish my words were a document, and I could edit it I thought I only said a bit, but it turned to sentences That turned to paragraphs, then people would stare and laugh I didn’t give a care for math, but in English it was hard for me to share the class They're portray me as obnoxious kid, I’m entertaining arguments, they claiming that I’m starting shit, I’m saying what my heart omits The opposite of moderate, I’m talkative and confident and I won’t stop this shit until I’m told to put a sock in it And to the most ambitious of women, I wish you would listen, sometimes I just need to vent my opinions. That’s why I need a girl with the patience not be anxious with this dispositoion The instruments of my mental creating instrumentals I hear the choir singing in my temple My heads pounding with the percussion of a drum If I try to hold it in I get concussion and I’m numb So I let flush in and it’s rushing with a hum Now this music has erupted a discussion on my tongue They say Frak: all that chitter-chater is pointless But I’d rather be boisterous than voiceless