Words of the mouth are difficult for me

I don't take my time

I don't think before I speak

But words of the fingertips

Those are to keep

Someday I'll pay the bills with my written words

I'll entertain and inform and enlighten

Someday I'll reach the worlds

My experiences will be on the horizon, brightened

I write to think, to process, to feel

To remember every emotion,

Every thought, every action

Nostalgia and sentimentality can be downfalls

Someday, though, they'll be my strengths

Vulnerability will be my muse

And I'll be ready to expose my own lengths

Someday starts today and I am ready to be used