To Make You Proud


You expect so much out of me.

Can't you see I'm stretched too thin?

Soon I'll snap like a rubber band.

And you see how I've felt within.

I'm not a perfect little angel

Like you seem to want me to be.

I cannot change who I am

That's something you don't seem to see.

You ask so much of me

And it's like I need to carry the world

Just to make you proud, make you smile

I've never been your precious pearl.

You always seem disappointed

And I always seem to screw up

So now I am completely pessimistic

How empty is my cup?

I wish you would just once

Take me aside and look in my eyes

And tell me I've made you proud

Instead of feeding me lies.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this for my biological father. If you know anything about our relationship, or lack thereof, you'll understand the poem. 2006

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I like this one, it reminds me of the relationship with my parents kind of.