Listen...

You are talking at me now,
the music of your voice,
floating through the room.
I have left your notes adrift.
You are coming toward me,
I'll take my half steps back.
Cover my ears to not hear
the meaning in your flats.
You have lost me on the scales,
I'm moving on my own.
We've hit a coda in this song.
It was too simple,
written to learn the placement
of the C note.
Fallen short of what I want,
to connect dots,
a better melody, something in harmony.
I tried to tell you,
somehow you missed my pitch.
I'm moving higher,
hitting notes I've missed.
Remember the songs I could sing myself,
so much better than this.