About

its not about the small stuff

its not about your car breaking down

its not about your chapped lips

your stubbed toe

or your mom seldomly coming around

its not about what you're wearing

and not about what he's got on

its never about your mistakes

your mess-ups

or your 'what-i-did-wrong's'

its not about the speed limit that you never follow

and its not about the tag that always peeks out

its not about your apathy for today, your future, or the situations around you

its not about those comparisons you fease up because its 

not important nor never will be

its not about them, or she, the collecive or the singular

and its never about all of it

it's about your DNA persuading your lungs to be the real you

it's about your feet warning your pulse when there's a new turn

it's about the moments of brief certainty when your synapses and heart shake hands once again

its about never knowing how many grains of sand or galaxies of stars there are to count

because it's not about that

we're a brief moment in time

and that's what we're about.