Everything happens for a reason and that’s what’s so funny.
Your gift to me was the extinguisher before you set my house on fire
You gave me the lifeboat before you crashed our ship
You bought me a spare before slashing my tires.
And now I’m not sure if this makes you a hero.
Can I attribute my success to you when
I pulled on my own combat boots after you’d left
And I still felt hurt by you, even back then.
The truth is in the tapestry I’ve chosen to keep.
I will not pull stitches from shame of my roots
I cannot say our time has no worth
I shall not give your memory the boot.
The greatest lesson you taught is the fragility of man.
A disguise of perfection is a great way to teach
That everyone is human with foul blood so
I’ll keep the good in my head, and the bad within reach.