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Did it work?
Did I grow up right?
According to plan,
Have I failed all your expectations?
For me they were too high I could barely reach the bar,
Didn’t make the team,
Couldn’t find a path,
A way to call my own,
I see the other fathers & sons,
And envy grows inside me,
Like thorned vines crawling around me and digging into my skin,
Their happiness enraptures me,
While it tears me how we can’t be like that,
But it’s not us I guess,
It’s me,
I failed you again and again,
And I’m sorry,
I’m not an athlete,
Like all fathers aspire for,
I’m not a valedictorian,
Which you settled for after the obvious loss of my athletic dreams,
I’m not all that popular,
Your third and final hope,
But I’m me,
And I’m sorry that I couldn’t meet those dreams,
Everyday I hope to make you happy and proud,
And those small moments when I’ve impressed you,
I cherish those all my life,
But what I love the most is when I screw up,
Do or say,
Something stupid,
And you smile,
That’s why you truly love me.

((alright i know it's been a while...like a LONG while... xd but I am posting my poems again. This one was inspired from my father obviously stare . I really do love my dad and he loves me, it's just that we tend to fight a lot about different things...and i had to write it down like i do most things. ))

P.S. Please CandC (Critize and Critiqe)