A word on all those who wish they weren´t who they are

"Oh, I wished I was someone else"
-"Why that?"
"Because someone else is alsways better than me.
Happier.
Someone else finds love.
Someone else may be rich,
someone else has more sex and takes more drugs then me,
someone else doesn´t get lonely by night,
someone else is adored and spreads its marvel and astounishment by every single move he makes."
-"Well, an ambicious someone else you´ve choosen to be. And... I dislike him."
"...hum...what is wrong about him?..."
"He´s not real, not sincere, not able to touch someone´s heart. I myself tried to be someone else one day. I´ve grown cold, dark. The sex I´ve tasted was no love, and the love I´ve tasted fell apart because I couldn´t give it any damn value, I was so full of everything, of having and getting, that I never really cared about it.
And then I met someone like you, simple, thinkative, honest. Someone to rely on. And having given up the way I was and turnin myself into what I wanted to become suddenly made me feel so. . .stupid. . ."