Remember, Nothing Matters

When I think of what I’m worth I think of nothing more than dirt I think of how small our world is And how we mean nothing, nothing ever did Emotions, real as they seem are only just What our complex brains conjure up for us To make us feel we have a purpose As humans, we crave being more than worthless So we turn to “success” and “future goals” And pursue them, think we’re playing roles In the bigger picture, and we get this idea That what we do matters, even after we’re here But all that’s just our own foolish belief A reassuring overused source of relief I think to myself, why not just live for ME? Because when I rot in the ground I will NOT stop to think About how I “achieved” going through schools And living how THEY want me to, followed rules I gave up what I wanted to be an “achiever” I changed how I felt to be a “believer” I gave up myself to fit in with the crowd I quieted myself, I didn’t live loud So, what may I ask is our point in all things? Well most people say “What the future brings.” So I go through my school and get a great job And earn all this money, become a rich slob I start my own business, and run it for life Then I lay down one day, and BOOM, I die And a hundred years later, a new generation New people and thoughts controlling the nation Will anyone ever think back to my life And say what I did was all fun and all right? No, hopefully not, because by then They’ll be living for LIFE, not to fit in They’ll be out there just living, not sitting in school They realize life doesn’t matter, and neither do rules So while we’re all here, and life’s in our lungs We can live it to the fullest and even die young Because in the end we just live ‘till we die We have time in between, there’s no reason why So we can do what we want with what time we have Knowing in the end, nothing will last Nothing will matter, no one will care Think about it, we’re only here to be “there” We are just in existence, nothing more, nothing else Nothing ever matters, what we said, what we felt Because all that we’re doing is living our lives In simplest form, we’re here to survive Think about the big picture, what do we mean? Nothing, at all. Our thoughts and our dreams At the end of the day, as I rot in my grave My lifetime rots with me and nothing is saved.