Do you love me for what I am?Or do you love ‘me’? Would you still love me after you come to know what I am is not what I really am? I had been a fortune for you, my fate brought you things you never expected you could have. But would you still see me as the one who couldn’t give you all those pleasures anybody else could have? I live in ‘me’ and not what I am, but would you love ‘me’ and not what I am nor what i really am?