Imperfect.

"think back and talk to me, did I grow up according to plan...?"

I tried hard to make it,
I just want to make you proud..

I feels like I've been crippled by fear
Fears of misunderstandings, fears of disappointing you again

seems like we've hit some rough edges again.
What I've done weren't what I intended them to be,
I just wanted to be a blessing to you actually..

I just wanted you to be proud of me
I just wanted to make you proud...

did you misunderstood me or that I couldn't understand you...
either way, it hurts