End this please.

I have so many secrets,
So many things I've hidden from people,
So many people I've hidden from others.
I want it to stop but don't know how to make it stop.
I'm finding happiness in my own way,
Trying to live through all of this,
But I then remember that thing in the back of my mind,
That haunts me,
That thing that has made me how I am,
That thing that dictates which way I go.
I want to let it go.
I want to be free of it.
But I don't know how.
And no one else knows how either.
I need someone to tell me how they've done it.
Someone to show me how to erase the pain,
Someone to find the new me, the old me, the love that I used to have for myself,
Because now, I have no love for myself.
I can't look at myself,
I don't know who I am.
Everyone sees me as one thing,
Which I am not.
End this please.