Why does it matter?
They speak of me, as if they see what I see
But they don’t.
They don’t.

Their thought, their opinion,
Why does it mean the world?
Who knows.
But it does.

Then there are those who don’t see at all.
I wish they’d see,
But they don’t.
They don’t.

Who knows, they could mean the world.
but their thought or opinion,
wasted on lesser worth.
Why?

Pretentious?
Yea probably.
But ive heard too many stories about the failure of the competition,
Funny, i was taught when competition fails, you win.

Whats my prize.
More pathetic stories of failure.
So are they my competition?
Answer me.

Here I go rambling again.
What do you think im thinking?
Hell, I have no idea.
Help me out?