Open Mouth, Insert Foot

It started with saying too little
“What’s wrong? You’re so quiet?”
Watching, learning, trying, failing
Now each morning I salt my feet
Maybe then they’ll taste better…

The wise know how to shut their mouth
While fools are only silent in sleep
Life was easier as a wallflower
Where I regularly said not a peep
But I soon found in myself a craving
Inclusion, attention, or praise
I foolishly thought to gain these
By changing my unspoken ways
There come those days, however
When I’d rather cut out my tongue
Then go another day with the shame
Of the things I have said and done
Try as I might, I can’t seem to go back
The wallflower me has skipped town
I only want you to smile or laugh
Instead I keep putting you down


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