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The thought is clear,
But when I speak, it breaks apart again.
A steady line
Turns into scattered noise and twisted strain.
I shape the words,
But something pulls them out of place and time.
A simple truth
Falls into fragments that refuse to rhyme.
My voice misfires,
Letters crashing like a crooked wave.
I try to hold
The meaning steady, but I cannot save
The message that
Should rise and stand with honest, solid breath-
It tumbles out
And leaves me stranded in a living death.
Inside, I'm speaking right-
Clear phrases, full of light-
But once they reach the air,
The world forgets my meaning there.
Hear me-
Though I fall apart.
I'm trying
To reveal my heart.
But every word I push outside
Returns to me in broken tide.
I call, I plead, I try to stand-
But all you hear is
Shaking sand.
The mouth moves on
Without the mind that tries to guide its path.
My fluent self
Is torn to pieces by this aftermath.
I hear the slip
Before the sentence leaves my trembling lips-
I want to stop,
But something twists the sound and slowly rips
The meaning loose,
Until I'm left with syllables that bleed.
And every time
I try again, I fail at higher speed.
I know how words should be-
In shape, in symmetry-
But once they leave my chest,
They shatter into something less.
Hear me-
Though my voice is torn.
Believe me-
Though my speech is worn.
The world receives
A broken stream,
While I speak truth
Inside the dream.
I try, I break,
I rise, I fall-
The glitch devours
My every call.
I speak in shards,
In fading lines.
A soul with words
It can't define.
I'm here, I swear-
But sound won't stay.
It falls apart
Before I pray.
Hear me-
Though my tone decays.
I'm drowning
In my twisted phrase.
My voice escapes
My desperate grip,
A broken truth
On a dying lip.
If I could speak
The way I see...
You'd hear the man
I meant to be.
But all you hear
Is fractured air-
And I dissolve
Right standing there.