Lost in Translation

Somewhere from my mind to mouth
The words were lost in translation
Trapped somewhere inside myself
Just what is this sensation?

I generally feel that with my communication
Words dribble out of my mouth like a leaky faucet
Although I hold no plumber's certification
I suppose I can always caulk it

Even with my faults I surely don't know
Anyone that suffers from the tragedy of perfection
Even if all my problems show
I'll always continue in my own direction

For now, 'til death, I'll keep this stutter
I'll live with my flaws for a little while longer
Blurt out words without a thought-shutter
I'll still be myself, eve if I've never been wronger