What comes out of my mouth is my thoughts that I can't keep to myself.
I don't mean to be mean with what I say.
It just happens to be that way.
I am a work in progress
I don't intentionally try and regress
I carry alot of stress.
I feel so pressed.
For time.
For my everyday ordeals that seem like a crime .
Pay attention.
Don't forget to mention.
I love you and I hope one day we both will put aside all the agression we have at times.
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