Whatever, man

Words evade me sometimes
Words leave me sometimes
Just as every human has done so far, and will do
The absence of words feels like shouting into a bottle, with my eyes closed
Hoping for a miracle
Hoping for a change
Just like any junkie
Just like any gambler
Just like me and you
Some of my crippled words reside in my body prison just like zits 
Ready to explode
Ready to escape
Am I to blame for the ones that are long gone?
Ssshhh! 
But still, you judge me for not finding them
Might as well steal them from you!
Anyway my silence and absence are more reassuring
Hence the need for them!
All I have is words, cranky, stinky, moldy words
Just like any human
Just like any person
Just like me and you

Fuck, this is futile...