Sometimes I feel as though someone else is speaking
Playing with my lips and my tongue to make speech come forth
Who they are I do not know
They were here before myself came to be
They knew it all before I ever had a chance to learn
How do they control me so?
I can not breathe so well with them here
They have lodged themselves in my chest
Sitting and waiting to have there moment to shine
But it's nice to have company sometimes
So I don't really mind
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