Downsizing

Each day I downsize the people I speak to.  And now I think I have ruled off everyone.

Some already know the announcement and others will soon hear it. And I know I will be okay. I am more concerned about others.

Then frankly I don't care what you think of me nor could I care about what you and new rave do. I am tired of the crappy labels that you have placed on me.

Even worse is I warned you about the one who did break you, for I know it wasn't me. Yet and that hurt. You really didn't care. I told you she was a talker. Yet I guess when sex is good you don't think with your head.

Yet it is hindsight.

I learn now trust lays with no one. Thank you for my kind lesson. I also learned that nothing I warn people about was ever heard.

I warned you both. And well nevermind again hindsight.

Yet my words must have hit a cord. Somewhere. Yet I laugh at how now you listen, but what good is it now, eh?

Silly and even redundant.

I will soon be with people that listen to me, care for the words I say are true. Interesting now people hear me. Even down to the local needs tonight. Branching out.

Surprisingly I wished they had instilled that a few years back, making me feel wanted in the congregation. Now it's too late.

Bad fish awaiting to be found