My problems don't matter,
You say?
They're pointless, irrelevant,
You say?
Well what if I was to say,
They do?
They really do!
And don't you dare say,
That's not true!
For my troubles are as bothering
As yours too.
My complications messed up
Just like you.
And what if I was to say,
My problems
As dreadful as no day?
My thoughts
As dangerous as to slay?
Who are you,
To judge my bearings and
What I go through?
If I was to say,
Your problems are nothing
Would you forget them
Anyway?

*-djs