Too loud when you shout,
It doesn't even get your anger out.
Too intense when you're near
Like closeness is something you fear.
Too awkward when you talk
And when you run, not walk.
Too fake with your feelings,
A lack of empathy or over the top feelings.
Too fixed with your ideas,
So stubborn: "I know best," you're the only voice you hear.
Too selfish in your mind,
Your wants and desires are all that you find.
Everything too much, too soon, too hard.
i can't cope