The Age Old Tune

Hello again everyone. I hope you all are well. Back with another poem. This one was a bit of a battle to write. But strangely, not the actual writing part. I debated for awhile as to whether or not I would post this one. Because I have a feeling that a friend of mine may wrongly think it's about them. But after thinking about it, I decided that I'm not going to censor myself. I'm going to post what I write, anyone else's feelings be damned. If the shoe fits... lol. And besides, they say it's better to ask for forgiveness than permission anyway. So I was actually driving late the other night, after spending time hanging out with a friend. So I was feeling rather well, to say the least. And so then, I started listening to the song, "Platinum" by Orgy, and suddenly the words started to flow. So I pulled into a gas station and opened the memo app on my phone and began to type. I wrote 8 lines that became the core and central theme of this poem. And it's also where the title was taken from. Then I got back on the road and went home. After waking up the next day, I decided I wanted to finish the poem. So I re-read those 8 lines, and then decided to listen to "Lazy Eye" by Silversun Pickups, and the words began to flow again. And I ended up finishing the poem in that sitting. And what you will read here is the result. This poem is one I'm sure we can all relate to, in some form or fashion. It's basically about someone in your life who only knows you when they need something. Whether it's a favor or just someone to listen to their sob stories, they never need you until they need you. And this piece is written from the perspective of someone who is calling them on their shit. But enough of my rambling, lol. I'll let you all read it now. And as always, thank you so very much for reading this. It means more to me than you will ever know.

"The Age Old Tune"
2013

Actions are often justified
By a person's point of view
But it's time I sat you down
And made this point to you
So many smiles are wearing thin
At the simple thought of you
And I hate saying that
But it's only potent 'cause it's true
See, my limit's getting close
Like a cup bound to overfill
And once we pass the top
It's not only time we'll kill
But you're truly unaware
Of this present state of mine
'Cause you're so focused on a rose
That you forget about the vine
Friend, your fleeting happiness
It often brought me pain
But if I can be sincere
Then it's time I must complain
'Cause after every open ear
I've offered up to you
I've grown tired of the things
You always seem to do
See, inside I cringe a bit
When you find someone new
'Cause then it's every time
That I'm last to hear from you
And when I do you're bound to sing
That same age old tune
So now I'll wish you all the best
And expect your calling soon
Friend, this position that I took
In hopes to wake you up
Seems like just the kind of thing
That would surely shake you up
But now you're acting like
You were blindsided with the news
That you only speak to me
If and when you choose
But baby, let's be real
You only call when you're alone
And some other prince has left you
Through "no fault of your own"
And it's then you reach for me
'Cause I'm supposed to be the glue
That put you back together
And displayed the bright and shiny you
But you ask too much of me
And you do it oft enough
That the waves between my words
Became the one-fingered-kind-of-rough
And I hate it's come to this
But what's a man to do
When the only time I cross your mind
Is when nobody's next to you
And your fleeting happiness
Often brought me pain
But if I can be sincere
Then it's time I must complain
'Cause for every open ear
I've offered up to you
I've grown tired of the things
You always seem to do
See, inside I cringe a bit
When you find someone new
'Cause then it's every time
That I'm last to hear from you
And when I do you're bound to sing
That same age old tune
So now I'll wish you all the best
And expect your calling soon
If my phone starts lighting up
And it illuminates the room
I'll greet it with a mixture of
"I told you, so" and doom
But like the nicer guy I am
Or at least I used to be
I'll answer once it's passed
A ring, or two, or three
And then I'll barely say a thing
Just to let you sweat a bit
Then I'll forgo my wrath
Though you deserve the brunt of it
And I'll greet you with, "hello"
And ask what you're calling for
But we both know the truth
You're in pieces on the floor
But dear, I'm all out of brooms
I think you flew away with them
And that maybe the reason why
My outlook's kind of grim
But baby, don't you fear
You know I'll still hear you out
But once your sobbing's done
I need to tell you all about
How your fleeting happiness
Often brought me pain
But if I can be sincere
Then it's time I must complain
'Cause after every open ear
I've offered up to you
I've grown tired of the things
You always seem to do
See, inside I cringe a bit
When you find someone new
'Cause then it's every time
That I'm last to hear from you
And when I do you're bound to sing
That same age old tune
So now I'll wish you all the best
And expect your calling soon
Oh, do you hear that sound?
Is it my smile wearing thin?
Or is it what I feared?
Are you calling up again?
With yet another epic tale
Of the greatest love and loss
That sounds like every other one
That I've ever come across
Or do you have something new?
To finally offer me?
'Cause I confess that nowadays
I'm thinking much too selfishly
But you can blame in the least?
Or relate to it at the most?
'Cause you brought about the beast
And promptly chose it as your host
So don't start blaming me
If my shoulder's gotten cold
'Cause I already froze from yours
If the truth is being told
And now it's snowing in my room
The smallest lies are white
And silence is the gift
That you've given me tonight
Friend, your fleeting happiness
It often brought me pain
But if I can be sincere
Then it's time I must complain
'Cause after every open ear
I've offered up to you
I've grown tired of the things
You always seem to do
See, inside I cringe a bit
When you find someone new
'Cause then it's every time
That I'm last to hear from you
And when I do you're bound to sing
That same age old tune
So now I'll wish you all the best
And say good luck, my dearest fool...