I talk too much. Or think too much. One of
Those failings. Maybe both. I know at least
I must do one, for when I am in love
Both thought and speech together have increased
Too much for me to function, and therefore
I must conclude that one or both is so
Swelled up inside me that I am a bore
To others and myself. From this I know
It's likely both - I talk and think too much
(And I repeat myself, as you can see).
Both of these actions are a sort of crutch
For my discomfort, and so they will be
With me forever, and I'll keep on failing
At least so long as speech and thought keep flailing.
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