Be Ye Perfect, Even As I Am

You chastise me continually, At home, even in the car; What I should do, what I should say, Who do you think you are. You want me to be perfect, Do everything just right, And if I'm not you'll tell me, So I try with all my might. Not that I'm a door mat, You can't push me around, I'll try and try and try again, And then I'll stand my ground. If something doesn't turn out right, You know you're not to blame, So you turn to me with ire, And curse and call me names. It matters not I'm sorry, If indeed I'm wrong, It matters not my innocence, If blame does not belong, With me in any shape or way, The lecture will go on, Reiterate, discuss, debate, Till self esteem is gone. Be perfect and you say again, Be perfect just like you; But I'm not and cannot be, I'm just me through and through. I tried to please you, yes I did, I tried with all my might; But that's not good enough for you, So you go fly a kite. (some people couldn't be pleased if you peed in their ice cream)