Arrogance

Would it matter if I didn't exist? 

If the air in my throat forthwith seized, 

If my heart stopped and my brain limped, 

Would it matter if I didn't exist? 

I am not so over my head to believe 

That the trifling non-existence of me 

Shall spark wars, heightening all envy, 

Or throw the world into a big frenzy. 

That if I were to vanish someday, 

Would the wind not find its way? 

And would the sun hide all morning, 

Holding still, incessantly grieving? 

While I know I am nothing but a mere vessel, 

Something so fragile, imitating a glass castle, 

The world wouldn't halt at my expense. 

Yet, there are some things that serve my defense. 

The mysteries in me are mine to keep; 

My heavy soul runs miles deep. 

I am a wonder, the only original piece; 

There is nothing like me, and there shall never be. 

The emotions I hold, be they good or bad, 

Have changed discourses, for which I am glad. 

I am my own world, and this I understand, 

For I am something to me, and that is grand. 

If I don't exist, all would remain the same, 

Yet promises I keep would run untamed. 

Relations I hold would diminish out of sight, 

And this, I believe, is the only true plight. 

Tides would remain unchanged, 

And so shall the misty waves. 

But the love I give would not remain the same— 

Would not remain the same.