Is it me

Am I the one you seek, 
It must not be the one that is me.
For if I was her you'd always peek,
And your true self would be able to see me.
I swear oh Lord, I try to help him be whole,
But what if I'm not good enough to satisfy his soul.
Am I just broken beyond repair or is what I ask just not fair.
He's the best I've ever known or could,
Or am I just cursed, disguised with a hood.
Just wanting daily to be his everything,
But it seems as if there's just not something I'm seeing.
Please Lord, give him the peace he deserves to have in his life,
Am I the one supposed to be his wife.
So happy, so mad or am I supposed to be the one that he just had.
I pray that's not my future to be,
Because with his heart I'm completely free.