Minds Don't Mind Poem by vern eaker

My mind isn't blind, Itjust can't see
What has happened too, confused me? ? ?
When thoughts begin, each word, in place,
Turmoil Burst out changing it's pace,
Words Meanings alter the path they ride,
From the beginning to an unmeasured END, each word can't hide.
Description the very same delivery not,
Thoughts vary when spoken out blame goes words are out of spot,
Formed into sentences, becoming Paragraphs,
Words change, the word feeling, describes tears and laughs,
Also many options of solid, liquid, and gas,
Speaks of mental, physical, Options never a Last,
How can I control All these things I say?
Not as easy as, trying to Type this way...