Dialtone

We have come to live in times, When many perceive... Those who show them kindness, Are offering themselves... To be used upon demand. And anything done to prove, They are truthful and honest good people... Is taken for granted. Regardless of what they do. How they do it. Or even if, An inconvenience is overlooked. By those thoughtless not to consider. With a total disrespecting, Shown to another. Left to feel unappreciated. "Hi... Have you been reading my messages sent to you? " -Uhmmm, Not thoroughly. But I do have someone, I can depend upon to keep me updated.- "Oh? Okay. So... Did you get what I sent. You know... What it was you demanded. And not what I chose, I thought better to get for you? " -Uh... Well I can imagine. Probably something to do with... Uh...with um...probably...- "Maybe your birthday? Maybe! " -Oh...yes, yes, yes. You know... Hello? Hello? I know I am not listening to a dialtone. What? ! - *Maybe, You should get yourself a cellphone. Replace the landline. When someone hangs up, There's no sound at all. Why are you looking at me like that? And flexing your hand into a balled fist? * -Just thoughts. Innocent, Hope to leave quickly... Thoughts. And nothing more. Hopefully! -