Foot in My Mouth

 
Just because I can speak doesn’t mean I should talk all the time
Or if I have a thought it doesn’t mean it’s always a good idea
And the times I heard the words coming out of my own mouth
The shit I said spread like massive diarrhea

Oh the bucket of loose vowels I had to swallow back
It’s instant regret one can never forget feeling dour
And no matter how long it takes to right the wrong
The memory of that scan till taste a little sour

When feeling angry or upset or passionate about something
Always gather your thoughts so as to speak with respect
Words have consequences as they carry the weight
Of the thoughts in our minds that show our intellect