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.
Empathy 