Backburner

What were you ever really to me?
A friend, an aqcuaitance, or just company?
What was I ever to you?
That's the mystery. Where's the truth?

Every weekend you were there,
I always thought you'd treat me fair.
Every weekday, there was I,
Secrets shared, and not one lie.

What did we have in common? Everything.
The way it seemed there was never a thing
We didn't agree on. Yes, yes!
So when did this all turn into a mess?

You changed your mind. You changed your view.
Think a sec. It wasn't me- just you.
I was a priority: major role in your game.
I should have known things just never stay the same.

What was it? The background changing?
Everyone around us rearranging?
We grew up, sad but true.
And when you grew up, your values were new.

We were young, we laughed, we smiled, we were fun.
But that was the past, now my ways you shun.
We were straight-head-on, then you were a turner,
And me? I'm shoved aside- on the back burner.

What did you ever like before?
My smile, my laugh, or something more?
No, it couldn't have been anything other than age,
Because that, my friend, is all that's changed.

I'm still me- as I've always been.
The same old me that was once your friend.
Yes, there is one thing in this mess true:
The only thing that has changed is you.

We were us. We never cared what they said.
Neither of us followers, but together, we led.
Now you're just like everyone else- a duck in a line,
What a loss for you. Me? I'm just fine.

I grew up too, just like you did.
But there's just one thing that I never hid,
And that was myself. Never put on a mask.
When you look at me, you see me. And that's my only task.

So that's where I stand. That's where I'll always be.
No one can take me away from me.
I'm staying true to myself until the very end.
And what have you lost besides yourself? A friend.