Its like we've all got words pressed into the skin of our hands..inky black splotches sitting in the cracked skin, all from kneading and rolling each and every conversation into something 'correct', something 'right', something 'neutral'.

Eventually we're all going to look down and see or hands
black and speckled like molded bread..
all because we were afraid to speak -
and we thought we could own our language.

Knowing what to say
and saying the right thing,

they are distant cousins at best.

^Simplification -

lets stop using our words to manipulate each other. If you say something, mean it. If you don't mean it, don't say it.

Spread some love with your words...
haha, a bit cliche -
but that's only because it works.