What you think is my anger,
truth is I'm just scared to talk to you... because I don't know what to say and I know I'm not worth it. In fact, I spend every night thinking about you typing something on the chat but ending up to delete because I'm too scared anyway...

What you think is pride,
I am just too uncertain on what to tell you for you to perhaps find and for me to understand the 'interesting' you once called me. Deep inside, I know I'm boring and I just don't want to hurt you.

What you think sloth,
it is my commitment to try to understand what it means to be an average person living in fear of quizzes, grades, hoping to pass, and doing my best to graduate.

What you think is gluttony,
well to be honest I just really love eating...

What you think is jealousy,
I know I'm not perfect and many others will appeal more to you or look much more ideal than I am. So what you think is jealousy is for me simply afraid of loosing you.

What you think is greed,
none of this I have ever kept for myself. But, I shall spare you the details because you might just pity me.

What you might think lust,
perhaps more accurate if you say creepy or annoying, is what I call concern and care.

I like you
I value you, and
I love you.