Sounds like a personal problem

Why do I so this.

I need to stop. 

I cry at night.

I need to stop.

I let this happen.

Day in day out. 

I let myself get hurt. 

And I need to stop. 

If only you could see. 

What happens behind the makeup. 

I am a real person.

I have fealings. 

I let you destroy me. 

I let you walk all over me.

I let you kill me slowly. 

Yet I don't stop it. 

I am my own worst enemy.