This is for you. You can perceive it any way you want, but it's solely for you.
I'm changing. Not because I want to, but because you want me to. It's slowly killing me, but I don't know what else to do. Call me lost. Although you don't say it, I can see it in your eyes, your tone, your speech, and all the other hints. The way I am isn't enough and I can see why you believe so.
Give me two weeks at most.
You'll be surprised.