Me.

I lie. A lot.
I don't take care of myself.
I often offend you unintentionally.
I sometimes make promises that we both know I can't keep.
I'm envious of all the people around me, even to you.
I always compare myself and feel like shit later.
I fake most of smiles.
I try to be happy and contented.
I often cry silently.
I bottle up my feelings.
I isolate myself.
I don't talk much, unlike before.
I have changed.
I became worse.
I got sad.
Depressed...

But still, like I said, I try. I try to be the best. The best version of my worst state.