Did, I Stutter?
Have i given you reason to hate on my every word?
What choice do I have but to retaliate When it is my pride you wound?
Am I okay?
Are you okay? That's the question of which I want answered. A poets canvas paints a rainbow of colours, my speech is envious.
Now, Did I stutter? I think not. My words are just mere letters, you give them meaning. Ah, But a full stop... Had I stuttered? Maybe so. Maybe so.
