Still Here
by Zettel
Posted: Thursday, September 26, 2013 Word Count: 212 |
Still Here
Thing about age
you’re in the action no more
Bystander, bit part player
no role, no lines
part of the set
way upstage
seen but not heard
talked about, not really talked to
heard then ignored
Fuck you - I’m still here!
Of course you are they lovingly coo
patronisingly bored
Thing about age
you’re not in the game any more
substitute’s bench
filling in time
while the real players rest
Run down the clock
don’t try to win
just try not to lose
But I’ve still got some game
let me leave it out there
strength cedes to guile
heart’s still the same
Thing about age
you’re not becoming just been
no future to offer
just some lessons from life
joy and delight
loss and remorse
Surrounded by love
but in love no more
yet a tongue of past fire
burns as bright as before
passion now stronger, more knowing
ignites a much deeper desire
Thing about age
just a number not fate
screw being old
it’s never too late
I don’t want your youth
mine wasn’t that great
I want who I am
with no one to hate
no excuses, regrets or illusions
still moved and drawn to create
remember...I'm your future
the difference is merely a date
Thing about age
you’re in the action no more
Bystander, bit part player
no role, no lines
part of the set
way upstage
seen but not heard
talked about, not really talked to
heard then ignored
Fuck you - I’m still here!
Of course you are they lovingly coo
patronisingly bored
Thing about age
you’re not in the game any more
substitute’s bench
filling in time
while the real players rest
Run down the clock
don’t try to win
just try not to lose
But I’ve still got some game
let me leave it out there
strength cedes to guile
heart’s still the same
Thing about age
you’re not becoming just been
no future to offer
just some lessons from life
joy and delight
loss and remorse
Surrounded by love
but in love no more
yet a tongue of past fire
burns as bright as before
passion now stronger, more knowing
ignites a much deeper desire
Thing about age
just a number not fate
screw being old
it’s never too late
I don’t want your youth
mine wasn’t that great
I want who I am
with no one to hate
no excuses, regrets or illusions
still moved and drawn to create
remember...I'm your future
the difference is merely a date