Expect perfection

She kills herself, everyday, trying to be what you need. She just wants you to be there, somewhere in her life. She needs you, more and more everyday. And everyday you drift just a little bit further away.

Why, why are you so angry all of the time. Why are you so disappointed at everything.

You can't expect perfection, you'll never find it. You'll never have it.

And she's sick of trying to give it to you. You're supposed to love her, be proud. She tries so hard. But she has a life, one that doesn't belong to you. It's not yours. You have one, live that one, give her hers.

Sure you pretend, you love her, you care... She can tell you know. She sees the looks you give her, the sighs, the clipped tone. She knows you don't love her. She's not perfect, she'll never be perfect.