A Teenage Boy

Having a son to carry on the family name Was something to be proud of Bust since he became a teen, nothing has remained the same He has changed, thinking he knows all I still love him with all my heart, but not his mouth He wants to argue and talk back every chance he gets Since he became a teen his life has gone south Getting in trouble when the urge hits him He’s 15, not a little boy, definitely not yet a man Have asked for advice, have tried several different things He loves to try me when dad’s not around, because he thinks that he can Please Lord, hear my plea, I need assistance right away We clash and we fight Please Lord, I beg of you to step in and help him see That the way he treats me just ain’t right Help him to grow up and to respect Hold me back from causing him any harm Give me patience, guidance, and wisdom To direct him on the right path And once more hold him in my arms Let me remember when he was born he brought me great joy And remind me to praise him when he does do good For no longer is he my little boy But a teen who claims he’s so misunderstood