Of Living More Than Loving

My words have failed me. I sacrificed my name to public records and statistics, it never existed in Bold, I sacrificed my voice to Times Old Indian I wrote my revolution but in a language that doesn't belong to me so I shaped my tongue in twisted Italics I forgot to underline the important phrases in letters I wrote to my family far far away so they forgot the importance of loving and bargained it with a money order of 2000 rupees. My spellings have been treacherous to me since I was 12, My teacher corrected me when I wrote living instead of loving. I'm 20, I know the difference. I have lived a lot. I have bargained living for loving.