A proper word
Is what I lack,
What I speak
I could take back.
Mouths and ears,
Two separate parts,
As estranged
As minds and hearts.
What is said
May not be meant;
Promised time
Is not time spent.
Just as blood
Is pumped through veins,
Actions define
Our mental strains.
Though my heart beats
The truth of me,
When I try to show
You may not see.