Words

Words.

Words SUCK.

Words are overrated.

I mean, everything has been said. In every possible way.Everything is cliched. Even being un-cliched. And when you are done dealing with sounding cliched - you have to deal with words.

Words - which can be contorted, concocted, distorted, misrepresented and the worst of all misunderstood.

Words.

And then I have the problem of saying the right words at the right time. You see, conversations are all about timing. So are jokes. Say shite, but at the right time; it becomes funny smart shite.
So learn to say the right things at the right time and voila - get what you want; get laid, get a free smoke, get popular, score some dope and even score the hottie along with her best friend. So say the right thing, but never, NEVER, say what you want to say, just say what you need to.

But what else can I say, all my words are grey.

And still all I do have is just words. Dammned words.

"A king of words is EVERYTHING;
But I can only fuck and sing"
-Kurt Cobain