We may have learned to use our voices and our words as weapons, and as machines.

We may allow the drives of our egos and compulsions to use our voices and our words to accomplish their will.

We may have learned to use our words to spin a fiction, avoiding facing the line between wishful thinking and reality.

We may have learned to stop ourselves from speaking out, and hold our voices inside us still.

We may have found ourselves lost in the confusion of our thoughts and senses, still waiting to form them from within.

We may have learned to talk and talk, and missed the connections from the words to the skin.

We may be able to express ourseves beautifully, yet still be left wondering if we have ever been heard.