it's the little things

It's the little things you do with people that aren't me. The things you'd never do with me because you're to scared or becuase you didn't like it. But not for them, you change for them, you're someone else, I don't know you. You can't even do me a small favor. It's all I've asked of you. I don't know what changes but wow.

It's like being lied to about someone you thought you knew better then you knew yourself. It's like forgetting who you are completely. It's losing all sence of self. I'm lost...

Only you can help me find me...but you're not helping...