Things That Don’t Matter

I am intrigued by a thought,
And then there’s another,
Most of them about,
Things that don’t matter.

And when the list goes on,
I ask myself at last,
Am I living in present,
Or still venturing in the past.

Where does it lead,
The voice in my head,
Neither forward nor sideways,
But back towards the dead.

Who is in control,
Of all this meaningless chatter,
Why do I keep pondering,
On things that don’t matter.

How do I restrain,
How do I keep away,
How do I make myself,
A little better everyday.

I won’t let my thoughts,
My life, my world to shatter,
I’m no more living in the world,
Of things that don’t matter!!