Why don’t you like me?

Is it because I cry

Too much and too often

And you wonder why?

Why don’t you like me?

Is it because I’m too raw

And being with me isn’t easy

And you didn’t like what you saw?

Why don’t you like me?

Is it because I can be cold

To protect my heart from being hurt again

Despite what I’ve been told?

Why don’t you like me?

Is it because of how I feel,

The way I think about things

And with my sensitivity you can’t deal?

It hurts to be taken for granted.

It hurts to like and not be liked back.

It hurts when I have to hide the real me

Because the fake me has a better chance.

Maybe I won’t get the answers

To the questions which I ask.

Yet I know God will love me

Even when I take off the mask.