I hate to say I told you so (story of a sell out) by Emily G MyersI saw you on TV
late one night
when I couldn't force myself to sleep
I didn't pay attention at first
just noise announced by a red-haired talk show host
but I noticed you
slowly realizing your familiarity
I smiled a smile mixed with pain
and I remembered when you weren't too famous to talk to me
when rock star status was just a distant goal
having me for a fan put happiness in your heart
I guess now I know what fame does
I guess now I know what I really meant to you
your band plays so distanly now
I remember your saying there was no stage with you
now your preppy commercialized audience is 100 yards away in theater chairs
and your voice which once called for me
wouldn't be able to remind your brain what my name is
and that's okay
I don't need your memories
I still have mine
and my smile faded
I turned over
pulling up a feathery fluffy comforter
closed my eyes
and feel easily into sleep
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based on a fear I've had lately...
--- 07/10/2002 Posted on 07/10/2002 Copyright © 2025 Emily G Myers
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