Easier said than done

I need to get my priorities in check:

1. Studies

2. Piano

3. Chores

The rest doesn't even matter. Or at least to my parents it doesn't.

I would walk through hell for you,

Let it burn right through my shoes,

My soul is useless without you.

So, I don't know who you are. 

Or do I? I don't know... you tell me. 

That's the only way to know for sure... 

Why's everything so difficult?