Beside - F.S. Blumm

I don’t like what everybody likes

Nobody likes what I like

I like those things that nobody likes

And stay beside the point

People go where other people go

I’m living in oblivion

And ending up in nowhere

I stay beside the point

I get lost in details

I like minor matters

The things I do don’t matter

I like little things

Silent, fragile, overlooked

I come and pick it up

I lift it up against the sky

And tell you that’s the point

That’s the point

And tell you that’s the point

That’s the point

I get lost in details

I like minor matters

The things I do, matters

I like little things