Catty Girl

I knew a "catty" little girl
When I was growing up.
Nothing could make her happy.

If she found that she
Was jealous at all
Suddenly she got really catty.

She was a beast,
A true monster
If jealous of anyone at all.

She pretended to be
My very best friend
But tried to make me feel small.

She put me down
And called me names
Until I was in tears

But now when she tries
I sit back and laugh -
Still the same after all these years.

Grow up Little Girl,
Pathetic and small.
You'll never be better than me.

Keep on trying.
Just - keep it up!
Show us how pathetic you can be.

You're full of lies.
You hate the world.
I'm sorry you can't be happy.

I just hope
Your cute little kids
Don't grow up to be so CATTY!!

Milestones

When Milestones are reached

Celebrations should be held!

The year is but 3 months in

And already I've excelled!

I began to write again,

More seriously than before.

I've even started painting

And I'm creative once more.

I've been all the way

To Colorado and back

With a crazy female roommate

And her tiny little black cat.

I flew off to London

And took a train to France.

I wandered through the streets alone

Where an Egyptian asked me to dance.

I took public transportation

For the first time ever, ALONE!

I danced on the banks of Seine

With a freedom I've never known.

I saved and bought a car,

The exact one I really wanted.

That was a first, I'll freely admit.

(I'm prepared to be taunted.)

It took me years, but lesson learned,

I know now how to let go.

Another one I needed to know,

Was how and when to say no.

I touched the walls of the Louvre museum

And stood beneath the Eiffel Tower.

I returned just in time

For a man to give me a flower.

I finally gave up the cigarettes

(With some professional aid)

I worked hard day and night

To help to plan a parade.

I walked the bright red carpet in a gown

To the Animation Awards event

Where I walked with two chaperones

Both  the perfect gent.

I helped a friend to face his fears

Of being all alone.

I learned it's not such a horrible thing

To end up on my own.

I went to church with a friend

The first time in 10 years.

While there I figured out

How to open heart and ears.

I walked away from a poisoned heart,

One I once called a friend.

I figured out how to let go,

And to make it end.

I told the world my name -

Told about the Title I hold.

I'm the noble Lady Blackwood, see,

Previously a secret untold.

I've saved a couple lives this year -

Dogs and cats at the Rescue.

And just think, right now,

It's MARCH, the year is still new!

I'll keep right on going

With this forward momentum.

I'm so proud of all I've done

Marching to my own drum!