Words

Everyone's a genius When no one else is talking Thoughts electrifying Like fingers in a socket And then your mouth starts moving And everyone sound stupid Cause all your thoughts are lonely as The mouth that let's them loose is I wonder when you're only a thought away from dying Is there an urge to share it or just take it to the grave Cause I think that thoughts are only as good as they can be shared It's not what your thinking but who you're thinking with If your only speak in answers and quote regurgitations Your actively ignoring the thoughts of who you're facing Or maybe thoughts aren't verbal and to exist they need a casing But even the most descriptive words are just approximations I wonder how much faith you can really put in words If they never can express the way they exist inside your head Or maybe thoughts are only a way to process living And words are just the byproducts that need to be expelled Words are just like symbols the fun is in the speaking Words hold on to meaning like a cup that always leaking Understanding only exist within a context Maybe conversations are just reflections of responses But words can hit your heart like a bullet ripping through it Words can hold your thoughts like a prisoner of war Words can live forever in your head and never leave you People come and go but words just stick around