For this or that

There are words
And there are words that fail
But they’re all I have these words
And they fail like crippled limbs but I must walk
And so I walk
And I stumble though I mean well
And these words are only this
And that for this and that
And a voice not always my own
But skins for this or that
And they jar and fall
Like this limp
But no more or less than the handicaps suffered
By all the other limpers here and there
Who need this or that
For support and words
When you fall and crawl
Reaching out
And calling out
To one of the others
For this or that