Trivial

Once I wished to be busy.
To get rid of trivial thoughts.
Emotional matters.
I wanted myself to be fully invested on crucial things.

But when I do,
I'm drowning in my own devastation, probably worse than I ever was
And I miss home more
And I miss people more

And I gues my trivial thoughts are not trivial at all
Because apparently they matter the most, and I have no control over them