When Will Be the Day

When will be the day
When I’ll know just what to say.

Have just the right words.
Without sounding absurd.

Formulate my script.
To flow smooth from my lips.

When will I be able to stand up and speak.
Without my knees going weak.

Scripted with tact.
Ensuring a heartfelt react.

So I’ll just wait for the day.
When I’ll know just what to say.

Enticed by my words.
Never sounding absurd.

Following the script.
With ease from my lips.

With the words that I speak.
Uplifting the weak.

With precision and tact.
Even the strong react.

~Introverted Sage~