I look at you and I’m unimpressed,

but I quickly look away when you meet my eye.

The things you say make my insides quake,

and it makes me angry that you make me feel.

I make friends with strangers and I flirt with girls,

My confidence is my calling card.

My cheesy pick up lines and charming smile,

are admirable traits that people point out.

But when my voice wavers and I force out a joke,

and I become impulsive to cover up my uncertainty,

its because I don’t know how to be me around you.

I get angry and I am forthright when I don’t like people.

But that doesn’t mean I’m cold.

I just have so many emotions inside that I start to lose control.

And when I find myself so attracted to you,

so confused,

trying to become distracted from you,

I start to make myself hate you,

because if I hate you,

then I won’t like you.

And I can go back to feeling like me.