A lot of words turn fultile
When their used too loose
And a lot of men die
with their bodies hanging from a nuse

Yeah, okay that's kind of sick
And no one wants to think of dying
But how many times have you ignored
The sound of another crying?

It's the same way with words
When you just disreguard their meaning
Their message is ignored
And so they loose all of their feeling

Just as a baby
Neglected and alone
Words can sometimes be forgotton
To become useless on their own

But here we can set our words free
We can use them as we will
Gather them together
Bring to life a few, others we can kill

Here we can play with the words
That we create
We can mold them to describe
Feelings of love
Feelings of hate

And as for me
I'l simply keep them all
And teach my words to catch me
When I fall

To me words are my comfort
And the only way I can speak
Without words to give me strength
I'd be forever weak

Words keep me alive
And words express my fear
Words are my joy
And I hope I'll always have words near

So yes, it's true
Words can sometimes be useless
But my words will always have meaning
And my words will alway express


 
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