I cannot be comfortable in my own skin-
It itches uncontrollably because
I believe I am not worthy of company.
I don’t even wait for people to reject me-
I reject myself for their sake
As if I’m doing them a favor.
Am I though?
Or are my motives simply selfish
And I’d rather not give them
The chance to hurt me?
But when I feel so alone,
I blame them for accepting
My ultimatums at face value.
But if someone tries too hard
To maintain our friendship
I try even harder to run away.
There is no way to win with me.
If you accept my wishes, you lose.
If you seek me out, you lose.