It’s sad
      how the people
             you were once
                 so close with
                        can become
                       just another
                     stranger
you don’t know

Inspired song
1) You’ve got a friend by Carole King

Take a glass of August, to sip at harvest time
a vessel overflowing, with a stem of wilting vines
the final press and corking up of summers cheapest wine,
too sweet, too ripe, too seasoned, with the changing year’s decay,
overblown and blousy with the taste of yesterday

The old poets haunt me
they taunt me from the shadows
following every keystroke I type -
they’re critical of phrases,
they demand narrower themes
and mock the very clichés they invented.

I remind these frightful spirits of how tenuous
life was, how I’m blindly living these experiences,
how prevalent desire is, how human it is to chase
the things we’re told will fulfill us, like goals and love.

I try and explain this Internet thing,
how the more copious my writings,
the more people it says are following me.
How I really don’t want to sound paranoid
but as hard as I try - I don’t see anyone.
.
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Song for this:
Too Much Time On My Hands by Styx
Reelin' In The Years by Steely Dan

Theres a flame
It's burning deep inside
It's the flame of truth
It would like to come out, but it hides

When it tries to come up the throat
I just swallow it down
I let it burn inside
And live with the lie

But here and there it escapes
And burns me in shame
No water can extinguish the flame
It burns and burns like hell

But I prefer the flame inside
So that I don't have to live in guilt and shame
Just want to burn the truth
So that I only remember the lie