Although I have a number of stories to finish, an idea struck me and this is the product. Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Bakugan nor the song Perfect, by Simple Plan.
Perfect
Don't pretend you don't know I'm here.
...
Open your eyes and look at me.
Tell me, right now, did I grow up according to plan?
Or better yet, tell me that I never overheard you fighting with my mother over how to raise me, that those shouts that always drained both of you never happened.
Tell me that I did everything you expected out of me.
I ask, though I know well that you won't.
I could never have been the grandson you wanted. You'd always hoped I'd take after you and become a ninja warrior, that I'd be obedient and selfless.
It couldn't have been more obvious that you thought I was wasting my time doing the things I wanted to do, the things that I liked to do. Whether it be Bakugan, friends, or just sitting alone doing nothing, it didn't matter.
If you didn't approve, it wasn't worth it, I suppose you thought.
Did it ever occur to you that maybe I was hurting because you disapproved all along?
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You stay silent, but you should know.
You were the only person I had left, and once I realized that, I tried hard to make you proud. I pushed myself to be better, to reach that peak of flawlessness you set for me, only to lose my grip near the top and fall.
Why weren't you there to catch me?
Now I'm done pretending that I'm alright.
I was your biggest challenge, and yet you couldn't change me.
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I reach for you, but you're cold.
In this tangible silence–in this abstract winter–I try not to think about the pain you've caused me throughout the years, both physical and emotional.
I remember that when I was younger I looked up to you. I bet you didn't know you used to be my hero.
As a child, one is blinded to what adults are really like. I still recall the wonderful days we shared together–just grandfather and clueless grandson–with absolute clarity. Those were the days where we didn't fight, merely because I was too young to understand.
But I grew up, and I saw my hero vanish before my eyes, replaced by a man I didn't know, a man who didn't care enough.
During those times, I couldn't even remember the good times, and I find it ironic that I can remember them now.
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Don't leave, not yet.
There's nothing that could possibly change every word you threw at me.
There's absolutely no way to fix this.
Not anymore.
I turn my back on your face because, even now, it's hard to talk to you.
My only hope was that one day you would understand.
But it won't happen.
...
The door shuts on you, and this is a final goodbye.
I realize that I could never be good enough for you.
But you of all people know that nothing lasts forever. Not even you, Gramps.
It's too late now, I understand. It's far too late to undo all of the mistakes you and I made.
We can't change the past, but I wish I'd had the courage to tell you this sooner. Or to tell you at all.
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I'm sorry I couldn't be perfect.
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