Would you be proud?

en su momento, era importante preguntarle y preguntarme, a dónde habíamos llegado...

Would you be proud to see that I’ve become so neat?
That I can calculate everything so well?
And keep making the same mistakes?
Would you be proud, if you were still here?
That I have done such things?
Running from what I was once, destroying what you taught me?
Would you feel proud that I feel guiltiness every day for never saying goodbye the right way?
I’m sorry I made those mistakes, but those made me what I am, so let it be my help for life..
Would you be proud to see that I’ve become what I didn’t want?