Use Your Words

God gave us words
So I use them
He gave us language
Communication
A means of elaboration
We used to have grunts
Points
Voice inflections
The only method to ask mom for protection
Then
God gave us words
A method of speech specializing in specifying
And once we get good at that
He gave us pens
Or as I call them
Swords
Cuz see the levels here are apparent
So we all start as babes
Eyes wide
Mouth agape
Watching learning listening turning
No wisp of knowledge finds escape
Until we absorb enough to speak legibly
So
Why as grownups
So many of us have trouble talking?
Use your words
Use your words
Tell me your vision of the world
Tell me your favorite book
No one furthers by your silence
Unless your silence falsely perpetrates the perception of your intelligence
In that case
Spare me your words
Show me your actions
But as I write this
I can't help but look back at the times
Peoples actions betrayed me for lack of consistency
With mediocrity people seem content
So what's the equivalent?
What's the mixture?
the solvent?
Can we ph balance our actions and words
So that the actual message is conveyed
So that the feelings involved are never betrayed
Cuz through the bullshit I stayed
With you
Not knowing where we stood
I stayed
With you
Not knowing if my efforts would ever find reward
My love for you cursed me to stand in a room alone night after night
I stayed
Even though you were present by my side
So which hell is worse?
True loneliness
Or the one in which your presence is the boniest
Form of your self
I stayed
Wishing night after night
You would use your words
Use your words
I can't take back what happened
But there was wrong on both sides
Why am i the one who's trying
I used my words
Balanced my actions
I'm here
Further pain we both fear
But the prospect of a future that matches up with our past aspirations
Through our faulty actions
Past the misery we caption
Is simply too tantalizing
So
I'll stay
With you
And use my words
Until you begin to use yours
Again