Saturday, April 9, 2011

I Don't Think I Matter (sonnet)

I simply do not ever get angry.
I never let myself get too upset.
I cannot always tell when I am hungry.
I am amazed at how nauseous I get.
My mind and body don't work together.
My body gets ignored most of the time.
Of course cooperation works better,
But I'm at the mercy of my own mind.
"Mind over matter," that's what they all say.
If I don't mind, it won't really matter.
I'm a blip on the radar anyway,
Just static amidst all the chatter.
In the grand scheme of things, I'm rather small.
In fact, I don't think I matter at all.

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