When I talk too much
When I blurt every stupid word,
I fear for myself.
When I don't have anything to say
When I don't have anyone to talk to,
I fear for myself
That I don't make any more scars
That I don't do anything more stupid.
I fear for myself
When I am bored and have nothing to do
I annoy people,
I make them crazy
As I make myself more crazier.
I just have the fear
That I talk too much now
I start to feel
I would have no words left
In sometime
I would be sitting at one place like a dumb thing
Not being able to say anything
Because all the best words I knew,
I wasted them in annoying people
I wasted them because of my silly talks,
I wasted my time
I wasted my sense
I fear for myself that I won't be able to stand in this place anymore
And that I would soon be secluded.