Did it begin with that sunrise?

The one after the rain.

Which words on what day,

Set this into motion?

They're never good enough,

These words.

So close to flawless.

I can't find the right ones.

I can change these words.

But once they're said

Their stains remain.

Bad words.

Good words.

I won't know until it's over.

Bad with good words.

Worse with bad ones.

There's more to say.

But what haven't you heard.

Speak, laugh, cry, whisper.

These words.

They've always been for you.