True Tone...
Hue of honesty.

Do you remember the changes;
The experience that may of altered time of life.

The mention of crashing relationships...
You were too sweet. How did they not like you?

You could not know me;
Let alone save me.

With a firm fist... (Left arm of course, you slammed the gavel.)
You judged. You executed.

The health and well being of my spirit;
completely separate from all actual medical ailments.

You kept to your timeline... Didn't care for my respect.
I'd still think about meeting you in person. Even on this day.