Who knows?

Who cares?

These are things I say often

To express my undying disdain

For irrelevant problems that

Peers put in my way.

How little do they know

That none of them will

Cross my mind in a matter

Of years.

Soon I will be elsewhere

With others that deal

With piddly problems.

Soon I will lend my ear

Once again to the nonsense

Of individuals that are

Temporary.

But until then

I can’t help but ask

Myself,

Who will lend their ear to me

When my miniscule ordeals

Cloud my thoughts and

Obscure my vision?

Who can I count on

When my time comes

To be the listened

Instead of

The listener?