it is not the words i say that bother me
but rather the words i do not say,
the thoughts the impulsive side of me
is dying to say which are never said
for the sake of propriety and which
probably could not have been undone
if they had ever been expressed; these
unspoken words never incite anyone to
anger or disbelief, shock or dismay, and
are then the safe harbors in which i remain,
the embarrassment i never have to bear, and
the love that is never expressed to anyone.
William Jackson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/it-is-not-the-words-i-say/
