Every word's inflection holds a meaning I don't say.
Regardless of intention, or the method it's arrayed.
I try my best to say it, and hold my breath in hesitation.
I know I said it right, but now, I face an allegation.
I try to explain as best one can with lifeless words i weave.
They carry force which you assess and meaning you conceive.
I Snake the text 'till they possess a meaning I control,
but my expression was impeccable,
on a platform with no soul.