You are perfect, you never make mistakes . .
It's always me . .
You always try to fix me and point out everything I do,
Is there any grace?

Correction unto perfection . .

I don't want to settle for less,
But I'm giving my best . .  
And it's never enough . .
All I ever do is let you down . .

What must I do to satisfy you? - become you?

Can't I be myself, have my own life,
Make my own decisions, have my own convictions . .  
I'm old enough now to own what I believe,
I'm not disowning you, but we won't agree on everything . .

I'm not a people pleaser anymore . .

There is responsibility on my part . .