Insignificant Poem by King Midas

My world - it is you
My days - they are blue
My feelings - they are true
But it's all insignificant

My heart - it is aching
My mind - it is breaking
My breath- you are taking
Forever - it's insignificant

My lies - I am feeding
Myself - I am believing
Our ship - it is sinking
But it's insignificant to you

My hours - they are numbered
My dreams - once full of wonder
My soul - Once roared with thunder
But it was insignificant too -
It was always insignificant to you