BIK Writing

At times, we lost the trust of those whom we thought to be our best friends.  Grief, and pain, were no less that what C. S. Lewis vividly expressed.

It Doesn’t Matter At All

It doesn’t matter who I am,
you’ll never understand me or even want to understand me;

it doesn’t matter how good I am,
I’m still like an ordinary jerk;

it doesn’t matter what good school I am going into,
I can never go with you;

it doesn’t matter how good I am in trombone,
I can never play with you;

it doesn’t matter how good I am on the computer,
I can never contact you;

it doesn’t matter how good I can speak,
I can never talk to you;

it doesn’t matter how happy I am,
I can never share with you;

it doesn’t matter how long we have known each other,
we were never together.

It doesn’t matter anymore,
’cause I am a fool and that is all.

Burden, 1997