The Perfect Thing to Say

The Perfect Thing to Say

If I found that perfect thing too early
Then it would be down hill from there
So I let that thing escape me
And blank out in a stare.

That perfect thing to say
Is even harder to discover
When my foot seems to hover
Right in front of my mouth.

Sometimes I dig myself in deeper
Which tells you I’m a keeper
As I stand in a hole and doubt
I can dig myself out.

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