"Make me proud, please. " I practically yelled through calmly uttered gentle words.

"Make me proud. " "Become more, better, because I wanna look up to you too. I want to learn from you about growth as a person too. I want you to influence me to be better. " "Make me proud because I love you... but I need you to be more as I become stronger."
"Make me proud... because I know one day I'm gonna be your legacy and I need memories and lessons to draw strength of mind and heart from."
"Make me proud because I need you to be more for me."

Can you be that?
Do you hear me?
Or am I just talking to a wall, and my voice just gets lost in the wind?
Make me proud...
Don't you see?
It's the one thing I've been waiting from you since I've learned that kids have to grow up and take on the world at some point...
Make me proud... so I can be better.


Maybe you hear it. I hope you do.
It's the cry of every child that hopes for an adult to show them the way to go.
Do you hear us?
Can you tell?
"Make me proud, please. "
It's an earnest wish.