Success

This year I hope to be successful...
Things haven't been going so smooth with my parents, ever since we left dad alone in the house he's been moody and cranky every day. Mom is very busy this year, she doesn't have time for me or dad.
This year I hope to be successful...
My grades from the past haven't been good enough to impress my mom or even get attention from her. I hate to admit it but I lack the focus and concentration. I don't mind if she doesn't care, I just mind my own business and try not to get involved. But she pulls me right back in and every day I'm fighting for what I believe. I hate to admit it, but I lack the focus and concentration.
This year I hope to be successful...
I'm in perfect conditions for speed and strength, I should feel proud of myself but I can't when my dad's criticizing me every single day. After all, he's the one that told me to get better for my own good. After all, I'm the one taking orders and executing them without any flaws. Because that's the way he taught me to and that's the way he wants it.
This year I hope to be successful...
I get a phone call from my girlfriend, but my dad ignores the call and shuts it down. He tells me I can answer back but only once I finish my chores. But he doesn't know better, he doesn't know how much I care for her and how much I idolize her.
I know what it means when my dad stands in the doorway with the belt and its strap.
I know what it means when my dad stands in my way with his hands on his hips.
Every weekend my dad tells me, " I need the floors mopped, dishes washed, windows clear, clothes washed." And I would say "yes sir". Then he would grab my head and tilt it towards the furniture and point at the little spec of dust, I know what that meant.
When I was younger he used to tell me, " straighten up that back... plant your feet on the ground...want me to give you a reason to cry?"
This year I hope to be successful...
Not asking for much, I never have, just success.