Talk talk talk and talk
How many hours has it been?
You ask me to share
And I spill the beans
Not wanting your mood to change
I chatter away to divert your attention
Endless speaking with no rest
People must think I'm crazy
Talk to my family, talk to my friends
They all must think I'm noisy
Craving you attention, I don't shut my mouth
I'll say whatever I want
Talk talk talk and talk
How many hours has it been?
You ask me to share
And I spill the beans
I talk about that and I talk about this
Don't want to end this conservation
I want to fill the awkwardness with my words
Because I hate these insecure feelings
Don't want you to drift so far from me
Because I want to keep you close to me
So I'll talk talk talk and talk
Yeah talk talk talk and talk
I'll become a chatterbox
If it means you would stay by me
Talk talk talk and talk
How many hours has it been?
You ask me to share
And I spill the beans
Yeah talk talk talk and talk
But
When the night comes crawling
My grip starts tightening
On my head thats aching
My mind that's flashing
Living the same old conversations
Filled with regrets and consequences
Guilt and tension
I destroy all my expectation
Hate myself for over sharing
Why did I say that? What was I thinking?
Imagining the cases
Where I could reverse the time
But I know I couldn't
So I'll
talk talk talk and talk
Yeah talk talk talk and talk
I'll become a chatterbox
If it means you would stay by me
Talk talk talk and talk
How many hours has it been?
You ask me to share
And I spill the beans
Yeah talk talk talk and talk
Even if my mouth is dry
Talk talk talk and talk
I'll keep talking until....you.....talk to me
Yeah.....I admit that I'm lonely
I talk to my hide my pain away
So I'll keep on
Talk talk talk and talk
Until the day, I become confident in my loneliness
Yeah, I'll talk talk talk and talk
Wondering if one day, if I were to finally stop talking
Then will you be the first one to talk?
——————Melody_Alyward
How was this? Comment to let me know! This is the girl's thoughts when due to nervousness she talks a lot, or for some reason she gets into the moment and ends up chatting a lot but when night falls, and she's alone in her bed, she starts regretting about all the things she said. Can any of you relate to that? I know, I do sometimes. Please do comment to let me know and if you are enjoying reading, if so then do vote and share! ❤️❤️❤️💖💕🌸
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