Substance

I remember a time, not so long ago. I felt so alive, I wanted to grow. Things were all rosy, things were okay. I opened my heart, I was ready that day.. You needed attention, you wanted my touch. What was the purpose? You expected so much. You took and not gave, broke the golden rule. I was playing your game, now I am the fool. How dare you apoligize, how could you not see. That through these times, you mean't something to me. Half a century is gone. and still there you sit. So bitter, so lonely, a life full of regret. What is important to you? Anything that is real? You live in the past, your happiness you steal. How could you betray me? Please tell me why. Is there substance within you? Do you ever cry? Remember this story, remember those times. I was there for you, me and my rhymes.