Tribute - But That's Beside the Point

I told myself I wouldn’t stress. But it’s eight p.m. and I’m a mess I really wanted to be profound But I couldn’t decide what to write about Something metaphorical? That’d require me to think Insanity? I’m on the brink I can assure you I had this completely thought out I was just too lazy to write it down It was actually kind of beautiful before Something about bonfires and melting s’mores And the possibility of romance galore But that’s beside the point. Maybe it was something about the sky The way the sunsets catch your eye Perhaps it was about how time darts by, But that’s beside the point. And I liked the idea of madmen To describe how society has been To that, I’d say amen But that’s beside the point. Then there’s the people I truly love I could say they were sent from Heaven above At least the majority of them, sort of But that’s beside the point. And here’s to the idea of music And the sound of good acoustics And the lyrics that shoot me like cupid But that’s beside the point. Perhaps it was about Marvel To Captain America I am partial His eyes, they really sparkle, But that’s beside the point. Then my childhood seemed pretty promising My duck stories are quite astonishing But these events are only offering Something that’s beside the point. And here comes the hard part, The part that actually is an art, Something that’s supposed to come from the heart, But I don’t think it’s gonna work out. I should probably establish the point of this Which will more than likely be a miss But this is something we can just dismiss, That’s beside the point. And ideally, at the end of the day, I think it’s quite safe to say I have completed my task, And I’ve have taken my crown, This indeed has been a tribute To the poem I forgot to write down.