Let's write another poem
I know it's been awhile
But writer's block's a bitch
All my thoughts are under a tile
I lifted it up today
And I found something disgusting
But if I'm honest with you
It's something not worth discussing
Actually, that's rather relative
Whether something matters or not
It varies from person to person
Honestly, it changes a lot
Some people care about the Earth
Others about a quick buck
I don't know exactly what I care about
There's some people and... I'm outta luck
I'm not one to judge others
They can think what they want
But if I don't care about your words
They're in italicized font
Where was I going with this?
I think I had an idea
Eh, but searching my mind is as hard
As navigating an IKEA
