It matters, doesn’t it?

Another meeting
Another day
Another procedure
Another play

What were you saying again?

I was thinking about how being gorgeous works...
When beauty is supposed to be in the eye of the beholder...
But society paints the picture 
That those eyes are taking in.

Another meeting
Another day
Another roundabout
Another way

What were you implying again?

I was thinking about how being loved works...
When your heart is supposed to be given, to the one who it belongs to...
But no one ever considers whether it's deserved.

Another meeting
Another day
Another blockade 
Another stay

What were you demanding again? 

I was thinking about how envy works...
When the grass is supposed to be greener at the other side...
But you don't know why green would even be the best color.

Because in another meeting...
And on another day...
Maybe in another world...
Or in another age..

You'd be asking me the questions...
That really matter in the end...
Instead of whether or not we should or shouldn't..
Make some money, win some deals and push to win or bend.