“You tie me up in knots. 
I want to play you a thousand different songs so you can get a clue of what... 
I feel inside me...”    Katy Evans.

because i am a loser when the first word
come out from my mouth,
that make all of us, isn't it?
words always fail us,
even when we lay out all the cards on the table,
even we desperately scream,
even we horribly beg,
words still always fail us,
words fail me.
now.
then. maybe as well,
tomorrow