Lost among the many versions of myself,
The ones I created for you.

The versions you asked for,
You begged and you pleaded.

The more that i multiply,
My sense of self is depleted.

You crave more,
Already sick of who I was yesterday.

I guess I'll forget who I am once more,
Maybe this time it'll be okay.

You know that I'll lose me,
Just so you can stay.