Vomit

i like to think that my words come out of my mouth spilling everywhere filling the room through everyones mind captivating every breath talk freely without critisism but i have relized these words these thoughts these wishes only come from my mind and they die outloud all that comes out now adays is displeasing news ugly words fake laughs and feelings and the stupidest of mistakes the fumbling, the mumbling, and the regretable mishaps i guess, its just not my thing to talk.