Daddy are you proud of me

I've heard a million poems like this before,
It's becoming a cliche,
And the idea of saying this to you,
makes my brain sore,
What else is there for me to complain about?
What more?
The thing is,
I want to say I love you,
But when i get the chance my words pour down my throat and get stranded on the floor,
My mind gets stuck in a trance,
I'm a performer,
And my space is my dance,
So the truth is,
No,
It's not your fault,
It's not your fault you take difference as an excuse for assault
All the fights,
And the words that bite into my thought process,
And the way I always have to see what you see,
Or,
"I'm not there yet"
Your always taking gambles on how long I'll be around,
And your losing the bet,
I understand that your a human being,
So stop thinking that I don't,
The people in this world deserve second chances,
But a hundredths,
I just won't,
This is not a rant,
I'm not trying to blame you,
Or maybe I am,
But all I'm saying is what's true,
Too many other things I want to do,
Than sit around arguing,
Having a screaming match with you,
This isn't my best poem,
I know it's not,
I guess I have more muddled feelings than I ever thought,
This is proof that if I ever said that I don't care,
I was lying through my teeth,
Wishing that you were there,
I don't like to be a bother,
I guess I just thought,
You know,
Since you're my father,
But that's okay,
I'll keep on going,
I've went on this long,
No point in slowing,
Right?
I'll drag my paintbrush around with me,
And I'll still paint the town,
Just please,
Don't get mad when I finally grow out if this,
I know you hardly pay attention,
But this time ignorance might not be bliss,
Well I can't say I'll miss this,
But I still have to ask,
I never wanting to become a disappointment,
But seems like I have,
I still want your approval,
All I've ever wanted to do is make you happy,
To know that you accept,
And that you'll let me be free,
And if I could ask you a question,
I guess It'd be,
Daddy,
Is this what you wanted to see?
Daddy,
are you proud of me?

Reviews

[Shawna]

Heartbreaking in it's raw honesty... It gets to be so difficult, when our parents fail us, to make sense of that. They're the parents, they should have it together, they should be strong enough to be there and protect their children. Often times they're not... they're just human like everyone else, though that's not an excuse. Thank you for sharing this, it takes courage to put such thoughts out for the world to view.

[Lyric]

Thanks Shawna