Right Words (Poem)
There are none
They're not one
They're...scatter shot
Millions of letters in a boiling pot
They rattle
They prattle
Sometimes you wish they would skedaddle!
When can you breathe?
Talk and not be judged for the way you feel
The way to try
The way you cry
Why does care finally show when you're begging to die?
Right words don't always come
Right words don't always come
Can't be explained
Can't be contained
Too many can be a drain
And they can be the biggest pain
But, He knows
He knows before we know
He understands
He has His plans
If no one will get it, fret not
He can