Dead To Me

A Work In Progress...

A man who followed me around town
One time wanted to watch me drown
In some woes I was sinking in at the time

He'd sit and laugh and call me unfit
The uncontrollable, whacked misfit
Who'd never get the chance to shine

I once made a blunder of calling his bluff
Mistook a tossed off kiss for love
showed how I would respond in kind

It was pretty pathetic, I know now
How some ego pandering had somehow
Turned a one-off walk sinister and blind

So it's 12 noon and it's my lunchbreak
A street vendor throwing off some heartache
When I spot from the corner of my eye

Some effort to appear in my glance
an impression of more than circumstance
Twisted from some long presupposed sigh

Was I supposed to remember him?
He's sure aged since god knows when
He had a laugh off of my misery

but I've long tossed off the chip shoulder blues
I'm walking in comfortable shoes
That he appears to not bear to see

In a coffee bar, I'm feeling advantageous
Got my phoenix on the rise and the note on my status
Of his dumbfounded stare from across the way

The window seat shows crystal clear
That I have long since moved on, my dear
With nothing I'm doing involving your day to day

And if you are still stuck in the past
As an oldies station on perpetual blast
I'll throw out this tidbit for free

As long as you see me as a probable cause
Of the bogeyman that I never was
Honey, you will always be dead to me

And as a friend gave him a shoutout
It was my chance to turn about
To leave a tip and head back to my destiny

C2007 Helen Sventitsky-Rother/Jane of All Trades Music. All Rights Reserved.