Why can't this love be real?
Gruesome habits plague me,
Leaving me no room to escape,
My fears strangle me as I beg for a breath of air,
But still you care about me,
Why?
I hate myself,
Most people do,
Why not you?
I have a incomprehensible phobia,
A problem,
Never letting go,
Of my sanity,
I know it's beyond stupid,
I don't know how it came to be,
Just that it's a part of me.
So why don't you care?
I know that I'm not them,
Or anyone worth recognition.
So why don't you give up on me?
Even if you do forget me,
I love you,
And
I need you.
So now you can stab me in the back with that emotion but at least you know,
How I feel
(Which Xenosaga character is this:P It can be interpreted a lot of different ways.)