Words.
Many words.
There are so many words that I am almost positive that everything has already been said and arranged in every way. Written down in novels, poems, songs, and thoughts in our heads scribbled down or left unsaid, are words.
Words that have been said millions of times in different arrangements are more beautiful than others for some reason. Words translated from one language to another and meaning so many different things that some words don't translate properly to get the proper feel for their intended audience.
Words are strung along a line that many will read or listen on how the passion of the author is and why. Why? Because. It is a struggle. There are uncalculated risks involved and words that can change the world if the right person hears them. But alas, the world is not perfect. Far from it. Misunderstandings, miscommunication, and mishaps with words that many struggle with their power. Some stutter, and search for words while others have been weighed down, because they cannot communicate properly with others. People can be drained from social situations, and others have experienced difficulty in their interactions with others. Words are only meaningful if we understand them.
Then again, you can understand the emotion to a certain degree of another person by how they say their words.
