Ageing

You wake up one day    
And all of a sudden  
Your phone’s not    
Ringing off the hook,    
(Nobody’s looking for ya)    
There’s little    
Demanding    
Or competing    
For your attention    
On the weekends    
(Which is    
Actually peaceful    
For a change;    
Although any    
Disruption    
In the routine    
Can normally    
Kill a person)    
And quite frankly    
Half the people    
(At least a 1/3)    
Don’t even know    
Your missing;    
(Who are you?)    
They’ve broken off    
Into new alliances,    
New hardships, (in general/ pick one at today’s rate ie illness, unemployment, legal woes ie prison)  
And    
New arbitration    
(In that exact order)    
Yet others    
May still be    
Idling in the stream    
Like me;    
Unfound.  
   
(I’ve never  
Really been  
One to feel sorry  
In the sense that  
If things  
Were meant  
To be different  
Then they would be)