Nothing really

nothing really matters in the grander scheme of things
all just little details,like a fluttering of wings
moments when you wonder...
so,is there really any point?
having arguments just for the sake of it,
putting noses out of joint
grabbing hold of this sloppy attitude
for work,i really don't care
but just because its not in my heart...does it mean i shouldn't be
there?
i laugh and joke
but then i
stop.
because theres so much more
and i'm experiencing shock
its all these little nothings that i'm so affectioned with
and the somethings coming from somewhere
will shortly have to give
maybe nothing matters in this grander scheme of things
but i guess thats not going to stop me
from dreaming my outlandish dreams
i've never been too realistic,which causes some kind of disgrace
no ones comfortable standing in front of
a girl with tears running down her face