Proud

 

Proud

 

Why do I not please?

I try my hardest in everything

But it’s never enough

I know I’m not perfect

but neither are you

Why do I disappoint you?

I try to impress you

but it never works.

Why am I under this curse?

You make me feel like I do nothing right

well maybe your correct

the depression you cause surrounds me

I feel like I’m going to cry

everyday I feel as though I’m going to die

so all I wonder is are you proud

am I not enough

well I’m tired of trying

of lying to myself

because I know

I’ll never impress you.

Reviews

[FlatDaddy]

It seems you were having a hard time when you wrote this, Raven. That was sixteen years ago. I hope things are better now. I can tell that you were in a great deal of pain and felt unloved and unwanted -- and you may have been right. I don't know if you have written other pieces, but I will check to see. But please understand, you need more help than I can offer. Hell, I'm a 78 year old man living with his 62 year old wife in Austin, Texas. I'm disabled and tired, but a fairly decent writer and once upon a time entertainer. You need someone with better skills that I have to help you. But you DO deserve help, and I hope you find it. Bless you, child.
FlatDaddy