Sorry for the times I spoke about the course,
You needed to speak of your pain, of your struggle, of your fears,
I shied away and kept to the practical,
Scared that I did not have the words to care and support you.
I let you down and you fell.
Sorry for times I spoke over the top of your voice,
You needed to be heard, your voice was important and valued,
I was struggling with my own pain,
I feared the silence, I covered up my own struggle with a bright and happy face,
I let you down, you fell
Sorry for the times I listened to the authorities,
Implementing their strategies that victimized and hurt you,
You needed more time, time that did not exist,
There was no space left in your head for the things being asked of you
I needed to trust my own intuition, to find what would work for us,
You were let down and you fell.
You will hear not my words, for they are written for me,
To find my pathway back, to the inner worth of me,
My greatest wish is that your fall was momentary,
That you climbed back up on your own two feet, no longer reliant,
Knowing that when you fall there is always a way back.
Am I enough? I have to believe so.
I will let you down, I will be less than I can be at times.
But I care and I hurt and I want the best for all of you.
You are my students, I am your teacher.
I endeavor to lead the way and trust those inner voices more and more.