Happy For You

You wore the same striped blazer, but you weren't cut from the same cloth

Now you commit to paper the ink that flows to spread your wrath

You wagged your tail for acceptance, they yanked your chain; it choked

Returning to their doorstep, you lift your leg to leave it soaked

And now you've made a big advance, but will you ever pay it back?

The scribblers, the sages, the raconteurs, re-arrangers, now you?

And after all this time, I still can't let it slide

I trace broken lines to reconnect them

To put the past aside, that's beyond me

I wish I could say that I was happy for you