Love, Your Son

I talk to you only when I need something.

Did I give up on our relationship?

Why can’t it be like when I was younger?

Those were easier times.

Now I’ve grown a little,

And that screwed up everything.

Yet you still come back to me with 

Open arms and more love than before.

Why? I don’t deserve your love.

You still smother me with yourself anyway.

I locked you in a box and ran away.

Am I ashamed of you?  No, but stay away from me.

In the distance I hear your scratching 

And see your attempted escape back to me.

“Stay Away!” I yell.  “Don’t bother with me”

You still smother me with love.

Why do I resist?  
Teach me to accept and love you truthfully.

Love,

Your son