There are moments
where I feel
who you are
and what you’re doing.
What you’ve been able to accomplish.
And then, there are moments…when, I’m disappointed?
Not in you…maybe, in myself.
We’re both trying to do the best that we can
but when I see you
struggle or even fail
I get upset…
Because I know you can do it,
Because I want to see you succeed,
Because I doubt my instructions,
Because I want to know that you can make it on your own, without me.
I get upset because…I love you.