Perfectionism

You know I can't be everything you want
I know you hate when I make a mistake
But through my crimson colored glass
I will never ever be perfect for your sake

For years I try so hard to gain your smile
but in the end, my efforts strike me back
Rivers of tears have been shed for you
Cause you said it was intelligence I lack

Once I tried to be in the perfect body
starving myself to look "good" in your eyes
But instead I became an extreme anorexic
Lying on the hospital bed, wishing to die

Then I tried to become a musician of your dreams
to become what you wanted, a child prodigy
Then, upon that stage I freak out in fear
And you told me there, You'll never be me

I thought my good grades could keep you away
but still, I was only a failure to your eyes
The pressure drove the edge of insanity
Thoughts convincing myself I shouldn't rely

Upon my letter I state my final words
perfectionism was impossible to achieve
nothing was worthy within your standards
I wish my taunting memories would just leave