Loud Mouth
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Loud mouth,
Too many words being spoken
Loud mouth,
A record playing
When the tonearm is broken
I like to talk about many things
From the sight of a sun setting
To the sound of a wind breeze
I am scolded
For who I am
With No Filter
I am a student
Asking questions from everyone I meet
I am a musician
Carrying my voice along to each beat
I am a teacher
Sharing what I learn and my experience
I am a friend
Giving advice to all who will listen
With No Filter
I am allowed to express myself through speech and sound
With No Filter
I am a Loud Mouth
My words will not be lost in ruin
Because before I am anything
I am Human.
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