Words

There are so many things
that I have had to leave unsaid
simply because I was told 
that words on paper
mean less than words said aloud.

But I have so many thoughts
 that I cannot express through
words I choke on
in anger-filled moments.

I have always been better
with words written on 
lined sheets of paper
and the chance to 
carefully choose my wording.

I will always understand how easy it is
to write and cross out and rewrite
the feelings I cannot express
in the moments I need to
express them to others.

Because there are approximately 1,025,109 
words in the English language
and I can only properly use them
when I can see their spelling
and know every definition to them.

The fact that I prefer
writing letters instead of arguing
face-to-face does not make
me any less of an educated person
than preferring apples to bananas.

Do not mistake this as me not knowing
how to communicate when in
fact it is just the opposite.

Words can be used in many ways.
Let me use them to the potential I know they have.

I am not asking because I do not need your permission.
I am simply warning you because I have
an open dictionary,
several pieces of paper,
and a pen.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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