a testimony on my so-called skill
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I'm no good with words
I'm no good with expression
I'm no good with showing who I am
I'm no good at all
Every time I want words to intertwine
Like shiny silver thread that weave together to form a cloth
Instead of silver cloth, I get a patched rug
Weaved together, but just jumbled up
I want these words to convey
These words to spill out and say something
Say without a stutter, say without a pause
Something striking that will leave others and i in awe
I want them to be plain and simple
Yet beautiful and elegant
Although not redundant, so there should be new
To fully knit the threads together and just weave
I'm no good with words
I'm no good at all
All I know is that although my words are not as pretty as silver cloth
A patched rug still conveys meaning
