Isnt it a struggle to experience an overflowing of thoughts yet never find the right articulation that match their deserving justification?
Like some sort of unfinished business they keep hovering over your shoulders,
and the next thing you know,
you find your mind and tongue in a fashion of incongruence.
Some choose to settle for the next best,
often landing far from the best.
While others choose to let silence do the talking,
only to find themselves in greater distress.

What is your bet?