Rupture

The relationship is at the brink of rupture. I don't want it that way either.

I love u yes I really do. You brought me up taught me values. You loved me once. But now I don't know.

I feel like a sinner. Sometimes a puppet. Someone who is nothing but trouble, bad luck, problem. I am seeking ways to purify myself.

Now sometimes I do not know. Do I live for the other people? Or do I live for myself? Am I happy? Or I am always trying to make people happy?

I do not know... Sometimes I lose myself to the world. And I cannot catch myself back.

Who am I?