Set me free

Swept away in a whirlwind of emotional despair,
as my life spins and turns in mid-air.
Everything confused and crazy with no particular 
place to be.
Here I am searching to find "The real me"
When i look in the mirror an empty reflection stares back,
no substance, no realism, my spirit is what i lack.
I close my eyes at night praying hard to find it once more,
hoping that my master hasn't already closed his door.
I'm living, though deep down inside i feel dead,
with nothing to give and share and nothing to be said.
Lonely is this prison i've built on my own,
guilty as the sins i've committed and my innocence
i've outgrown.
Yet i yearn for love and the capacity to love someone,
and when i'm around love i feel unworthy and i run.
A complicated and confused individual some might call me,
but i await the day someone will come along and set me free.