I want to speak words that have meaning
Words that will touch someone regardless of their situation
Not words that are tossed around
That's why I use words like
Superficial
Mundane
Inadequate
Because maybe if I used those words,
I could live the lie I tell myself
And say I have the chance
To feel like I'm more than the
Hey
Hey
How's it going
Going good how about you
So good see ya around
Yup you too
But it's only when I write things out
That the words I use make sense
I'm eloquent on page
But a stutter to your face
I repeat myself
I repeat myself a lot
A lot and
And well
Well I
I have a hard time
A hard time getting words across
It's my fluency that breaks me
If I could speak like I wrote words
I'd tell you
I'd tell you that when I'm with you
The world isn't as superficial
Like relearning the ABCs for the thousandth time
I can break the mundanity of my life
Like how an eclipse allows the sun to finally embrace the moon
And I don't feel inadequate
Like a main character's best friend
I'd tell you all of that
But I can't
It's not that I don't know why
It's that I can't find the words to explain myself
When I'm in real life
Because before we were lovers
It was only
Hey
Hey
How's it going
Going good how about you
So good see ya around
Yup you too
And I'd be lucky to even get that
However don't feel bad
I could never get my words under control
They were carelessly thrown about
Like cigarette butts under Paris's light
And no one wants that
But now that I know you
Like I know the poems I write
I'll still stutter and stop
And I say the stupidest things
But I don't throw my words away
My words have points to them
I can tell you stories now
I'm able to
It's still hard of course
But it's worth it
Because I know that with you
My words have meaning
YOU ARE READING
My Unofficial Truths
PoesiaI write poetry. So you're good? I didn't say that. I write poetry. So you can rhyme? I don't always. I write poetry. So you tell stories? Every time.
