I'm so up and down,
  it drives everyone near insane,
Why?

I can't be everything you think I should be,
  and you hate me for it,
Why?

Every mirrored action is one you detest,
  I can do nothing right,
Why?

I'd be fine, I'm just a little different,
  but you think I should be perfect,
Why?

I'm sorry I try to be selfless,
  it just causes contempt,
Why?

I'd live a different life if I could,
  to make it easier for you,
Why?