What Have I Done?

Am I failing you?
Am I failing us all?
I'm so sick of running;
I'm ready to crawl.
Mom, I'm ready to bow,
To all that you've said.
Ready to crawl,
With you back to bed.
Do you think I've guided him,
Along the right way?
Or have I just taught him,
The right things to say?
Did I let myself down?
Yes, I think so.
With all my mistakes
How do I teach him to grow?
Does he understand,
How much I love him so?
Does he understand?
I need him to know!
I need him so much;
I need him to need me
Will he ever get it?
Will he ever see?
I hope that he'll learn
After all of this time
That I'm as much his,
As he is mine...
I hope I can still teach him
All the right ways;
And I hope he remembers me,
Through all of his days!