To think my problems matter
me and my little worries
To think my issues even matter
To think I'm the unluckiest man
and now I see others suffer a fraction of what I can even fathom
and I may even consider myself the luckiest
for me and my tiny problems don't come close
to what worse people could suffer
to think I was going through a lot
yet out here I seem so privileged
like a tiny speck...crying out for attention...
Now I've seen people suffer...what I've suffered in my sleep
they are living the life...The life I've had in my nightmares
The bigger picture...is...truly terrifying
To think I even mattered...