I don't hate you

I can't seem to care enough

I seem to care to much

It cannot be right

I seem to be to qiuet

I seem to speak to much

Am I really that stupid?

I don't hate you they all say;

I just hate everything you are.

I can't seem to fit in

I seem to fit in to much

Where should I be?

I seem to think wrong

I seem to be unable to think myself

Am I really that empty?

I don't hate you they all say;

I just hate who you are

When will I be right?