"I'm beginning to know myself... I don't exist" Or?

I'm beginning to know myself.
I don't exist.
I'm the space between what
I'd like to be and what others made of me.

Or half that space,
Because there's life there too...
So that's what I finally am...
Turn off the light,
Close the door,
Stop shuffling your slippers out there
         in the hall.
Just let me be ease and all by  myself in my room.
It's a cheap world.