Who am i?

I am a daughter, a lover, whatever you seek,
I have a sister, a mother, i am strong yet so weak.

I am waiting for the one i fear will never be found,
to love with all my heart while i thank the heavans from the ground.

My strength is my weakness as i do not show need,
and i find that i want nothing more than to bleed.

I push away friends and i hide in my head,
acting like one of the famous living dead.

I love and i hate myself, i fear and adore.
I think that i am evil, hateful and a bore.

My friends though, all love me, even though i push them away,
and i am even more grateful for them all each day.

So i am who i am, i love and i need,
i show compassion, lust, want and greed.

My heart, strength and fear are what i hold dear,
and that is who i am, or so think, feel and hear.