Do I disappoint you; Do you wish I'd do better?
Do you long for me to try and stop carrying my fetter?
Do my doubts hurt you; Do they make your heart ache?
Do you wish I'd seek your will in the decisions that I make?
Do you shake your head; And do you want to shout,
That I am being foolish for your counsel to go with out?
Do I cause you to cry over the bad choices I've made?
Do you wish to undo them and my outcomes want to trade?
Do I re-open the wounds on the hands of your son,
By refusing to be grateful for all that you have done?
I don't even feel worthy to be called one of your own;
Help me forsake myself and in my heart make you a home.