Not As You Thought I Was

You don’t remember me as I am.

You remember me as you thought I was.

And I guess I didn’t live up to that.

I was head strong and proud

Not the quivering disciple of yours you thought I was.

So I didn’t live up to expectation

But that’s really not my fault

I never promised to be who you thought I was

And I never made you swear to be who I thought you were.

So do not hate me for not being the child you befriended

And I will not hate you for the child

You’ve become.