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Disappointment,

It's my middle name,

Disappointing my parents,

I guess that's my game...

I try to make them happy,

I want them to be proud of me,

But the harder that I try,

The less they seem to see...

I watch my mother cry,

From things I don't mean to say,

When I've disappointed her,

In some little way...

I listen to my dad,

Yell and argue with me,

Because there's always something,

I don't understand or see...

They don't realize the good things I do,

They don't realize that I'm trying,

I really am,

I study till 2 am,

But I just can't get it right,

I can't get them to see it,

Because it's half as noticeable as what I do wrong,

It's times like these in my shaky life,

That I wish I knew where exactly I belong...

Because I hurt my family,

Though I don't purposefully try,

I wish I could take back all those tears,

All the things I said to make them cry...

I'm disappointing my family,

I'm disappointing me,

Maybe I won't disappoint them,

If one day I get up and leave...

Then their disappointment,

Won't be there anymore,

And they'll have the satisfaction,

They've always been looking for...