disapproval

eyes forever shifting,
watching my every move
waiting on the day when i
make that fatal mistake.

worries surface wildly, and
span across your visage,
illustrating to the nth degree
your lack of confidence in me.

languidly trailing my hand
in the stormy waters of my mind,
i come to the conclusion that
no one believes in me at all.

difficult to phrase, but easy to note,
i see their disapproval
in everything they do
and in all they say.

education, finances, future plans, responsibilities...
the list continues on interminably,
stretching as far as the eye
can see.

their impending disappointment is a world of worry on my shoulders.
like atlas, i feel as if i could throw it off with ease
and yet, somehow, i never do.