Chaos

I am wondering, wondering what to do.
So much thinking, that it gives me headache. 
And all that thinking's about you. 
I don't know if it's right, if it's wrong.
If it makes me happy, or it makes me sad.
If I'd better quit, or just go on.
It's nothing but confusing what you make me feel.
One moment it's like I'm 'just somebody
And the next one I think you like me for real. 
Please could you tell me what you mean?
Because it breaks me down this way.
I wanna know what I am for you, and what I'm ever gonna be.