Resignation

I found myself at my breaking point, hard to breathe
Somewhere between trying to be perfect and trying to be me
The clandestine dealing of pain has left me weak
Boots off, sit down, white flag, come out, I’m ready to leave

Here’s my, here’s my resignation
No more hesitating I’m done with your charades
I am sorry I can’t be what you want me to be
So I’m leaving I’m done with your charades
I’m done with your charades
I’m done with your charades

Now off into my deepest state of nakedness
No longer hiding behind the cloak of perfection
I hear is still voice that I’ve drowned out in my past
Says come my child, my dear and I will find you rest

So here’s my, here’s my resignation
No more hesitating I’m done with your charades
I am sorry I can’t be what you want me to be
So I’m leaving I’m done with your charades
I’m done with your charades
I’m done with your charades

I am imperfectly perfect
I am perfectly imperfect
I am creation made perfectly
I am creation made perfectly

I am imperfectly perfect
I am perfectly imperfect
I am creation made perfectly
I am creation made perfectly

I am sorry I can’t be what you want me to be, (I am perfectly me)
So I’m leaving I’m done with your charades
I’m done with your
I am sorry I can’t be what you want me to be, (I am perfectly me)
So I’m leaving I’m done with your charades

I am perfectly me