I feel crushed,
Under the weight of your dissapproving eye
And your sincere care.

You remind me of the path I chose,
And I chose poorly.
You dispute who I am,
And make me want to retract my sin.

You remind me of the flaws I hold,
These flaws crippling.
You stay strong, tolerant,
But I know it hurts you.

I wish my free-will cast upon the earth,
For the dissappointment and hurt you feel
When you behold my being.

We are not gods, despite your perfection,
But I pray to you for forgiveness.
And I yearn for you to pray for me
To be stronger.

One word from your mouth ,
Stops me in my tracks.
My momentum for vice gone.

I cannot betray you,
I will not blaspheme against that care filled face,
I shall be better
In your name.