I don't know why you love me.
I am the most annoying person on our
        planet.
How can you love someone like me?

I have more baggage than a person should.
I have more energy than should be
        attainable.
I don't know when to stop,
or I stop too early.

I trust too much,
and I trust too little.
There is never an in between with me.

I don't know why you love me,
and in this poem I tried to find my answer,
tried to hear your voice say it in my head,
and I could hear it,
I just don't know why you said it.