Your indecisiveness holds me back 

Like when two magnets’ south pole ends meet-
I feel like repelling,
Talk, talk, talk-
It’s all I hear;
Big goals and dreams and things you want to achieve;
Yet you’ve never even started. 
You say some things-
Then take them back. 
Said you never meant them at all
Or the emotions that they’ve caused. 
But what do you really mean? 
Which words are true and which are merely talk? 
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