Endless Questions

I have lost myself.
I don't know who I am anymore.
But I know I don't like her, whoever she is.
I see myself in your eye.
Small and inadequate.
What more can I do?
Will it ever be enough?
This turmoil, this limbo I live in.
It's like a cage. Let me out.
Love me for me.
Why must I work for your love?
When did it come down to this?
What else can I change?
I hate what I have become.
It's all been for you.
When will it be enough?
When will I be enough?
Will that day ever come?
Is it worth it?
Can I last?
Will I ever make you happy?
Do I even want to anymore?
---Twisted Poet