Who am I

Why does everyone see me as a hyper-active freak?
Why does the love of my life, love someone else?
Why can't I see myself for who I am anymore?

I try to make myself look like I give a damn,
And try to tell you that you're for me.
But all you see is just your friend, nothing more, nothing less.

Who am I, but just a lonely soul,
I have a family, but do they know me?
I can't say that I know myself anymore.

Will someone let me back into my own life?
Because that will set me free.