Talk Big
You look proud
You look content
You smile like convinced
You have many reasons why you be you
Your hand gentle and courtesies grow
You have much to say about how you settle
C’est la vie, your mantra exchanging mine
I envy I desire I tend to you
Such a person deep true to life?
An philosopher you will always be
You whisper me it’s compromising seemingly
You silence me to know better
To close my own deal
you hint all the answers like I owe you
Anger? Labor? Injustice?
Blues? Loss? Impatience?
Lay low talk little
Mostly you mingle
I listened and listened until I don’t
I can’t settle all the screaming from my heart
I can’t hold all the fires from my eager
I don’t what’s better after all
I envy I desire I fail you
I’d like to start backwards
Finding my own philosophy if that’s OK with you
Or I no longer care whatever you will feel
I wanna be perfect
I wanna be millionaire
I wanna be supermodels
I wanna be loud and clear
Call me a fool call me a loser
I talk big
I want big
I am big sometimes
