Why Speak or Serenade or Breathe?

Shall I compare these tears to a wet day Or use my quiet words, and loud thoughts, to speak In tongues and rot Ambiguity and Entertainment Living in the Moment Send a message to the public And spin out a car of poetry Crazy and Descriptive Colors drip from my keys And I share a memory Of sunburn fingers On sensitive scars Song and Emotion My voice lost to the tune But my words hold on tight to the anger to the steam to the manic to the scream I write to slam Because slam Is who I am