I used to mumble-
When I didn't know-
What..
To say.
Now I don't.
Instead..
I talk.
Sometimes-
I stutter.
But I think-
I've realized,
That talking-
And maybe even..
Messing up-
Is better-
Than not saying-
Anything.
At all..
And regretting it.
YOU ARE READING
The Words of a Person
PoetryMy words. Typed. As if- They could ever be called- Neat. *WARNING* Life is fucked up- So I guess I am too.