It doesn't seem to matter,
if I die or I shatter.
It doesn't seem to matter,
if I break and my pieces scatter.
It doesn't seem to matter,
amidst the noise and the clatter,
It doesn't seem to matter,
like I'm a rough piece or tatter.
It doesn't seem to matter,
no matter how much life batters,
It doesn't seem to matter,
for I'm empty as a platter,
It doesn't seem to matter,
as tears silently patter,
It doesn't seem to matter,
for sorrow nurtures me like a mater,
It doesn't seem to matter,
as I drown in the murky water.
It doesn't seem to matter,
It doesn't seem to matter at all.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
It Doesn't Matter.
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2 comments:
It matters to the ones who love you and care for you. Don't give a damn to the rest. Live life to its fullest so that you don't save regrets for future :)
Remember that there is always one person that it matters to .. and that's one's own self. So, i guess, in a way, it always matters.
Beautifully written :)
Really cool blog
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