I can't become you, I cannot be that person you're wanting me to be
No matter how hard I try, I am always going to end up being me
So if you cannot accept that; I don't know what else I can possibly do
Because I won't ever be perfect and I most certainly won't ever be you.
Although I am trying to do things so that I wont upset you so much
Things I do might be frustrating though I wish to God it wasn't such
I am so human and my fragility will follow me every where I go
So if you seeking perfection I'm not the person you want to know.
There are missing pieces in the make up of who I am in side
And sometimes this inadequacy shows it's ugly face outside
I know people place expectations that can be so very cruel
So if you're my friend don't expect much and live the golden rule