Comprised of molecules--what matters?

l-a-lamb Poems

“You ask too many questions and it makes you seem desperate” Friends don’t really exist But companionship persists Every little competition is more Than trying to only win I have to win them all Recreational soccer and tae-kwon-doe taught me adequacy derived from strength Inner power makes it worthwhile Things only matter when they’re worthwhile It gets to the point where it becomes petty too, saying I’m better, I have the most, the most, the more “I’m taller,” or “I run faster,” “My life ***** more than yours,” “I’ve had more lovers,” “I’ve been to more countries” and “I will die youngest” Compare and analyze Texts reveal things They don’t teach you that in public school, you have to pay for it Money buys knowledge, mobey in exchange for truth, but neither really matter, Years of life are wasted on propaganda and it makes me sick Be like this, if nothing else, because you don’t know what else to be like Control control when vulnerability strikes But who really has more knives? Let’s compare scars, inner and outer, to reveal who you are, But some of these humans have their own tricks, scars on the outside to substitute the inner ones being washed away, like scratching a name into the sand with a stick, washed away, turned to steel, unafraid Recycling elements and the nonsense of existing—learn this, be that, make money, reproduce, consume Pretend pretend pretend What for? Who are you really? Really? How can you be a who? A specific person like every other, Matter doesn’t matter matter matter matter I hear that word in my head so many times I feel like I could spend my life writing lines of it “matter matter matter matter” Until the day I die from years of writing the same words over and over, only when the pencil drops, hits the floor and breaks, will nothing matter.