Yes yes I know
you're stressed
Because of travel, work, the election
I know
I'll work harder
In subtle ways
Little hints
shot into the air like arrows
So peircing to my heart
If only you would just yell
I tell myself
"It's because she's stressed.
She can't help it.
It's not because of me."
It's not all my fault!
I try
So hard to impress you
For your praise
I would climb Mt Everest
My mistakes
Are highlighted in your eye.
Dismissal.
Maybe just once
But it's twice,
Three times,
Four times,
All the time.
I ask
How was work?
Are you okay?
I try so hard.
It doesn't matter.
Please
trust me like an adult
comfort me like a child
I would do anything
for your praise
But you feel stressed
Tired
I'm sorry.