(...)

I did everything I could but the feeling of "not being enough for you" still remain.

I try to change a few things when in the process I was losing myself.

But you couldn't see that because you never knew who I was.

How could you possibly know I was turning into someone different?

All the things I did for you never mean anything to you.

It hurts for me to see you living like it didn't matter to you.

Slowly I am realizing that you never saw me the way I saw you.

It took a lot for me to accept it...

In the end It saved me,

You had caviar while you search for chicken wings.

Now you've got exactly what you wanted.