It must have been
Somewhere
Between
Here and there
That Manea
Disappeared
And Mythica
Emerged.
For me
It was on
A dime.
I know you
Miss what was
But I was sick
Then
And I'm happy
Now…
So I understand
That you miss
Something
I used to be
To you.
You know what
I miss something
Too…
You.
You used to
Care.
I still do.
So you lost me
As to where
I changed
Because it seems
To me
That the one
Who isn't
There anymore
Is you
And the
Royal “we.”
I have friends
And they are
In my life
Not reminiscing
What used
To be
Of me.
So forgive me
Old friend
If it seems
I have changed
Because I have,
I'm happier
I help more people
I inspire others
And I don't
Play by
The rules…
So sorry you
See that I only
Talk about
Me…
And what
I am doing
Have done
Or am
Going to do
Because it is more
Than you.
It is more than
About how
You see me…
It is about who
I am going to see
It is about who
I am helping,
It is about
Those I am
About to inspire…
I don't belong
To you
I never did.
I belong to
The world.
You call them
The masses…
Well I guess
It's true,
But the friends
I am there for
Are the ones
Who need me,
Who want me,
Not just the ones
Who got comfortable
Having me around.