And my brain are powerful muscles. People judge what’s inside of it based on what I say. The problem is exactly that. I say the most idiotic things. No matter how many times I rehearse conversations to be prepared for certain situations, it all comes to nothing once my tongue starts to move and my lips open.
I regret every word as I spit them out. Sweat starts to drip, my voice gets louder. Maybe my mind thinks that it will add meaning to what I’m speaking about, which is nonsense, so that sure doesn’t help. My biggest betrayer is my own tongue.