Don't Fix Me

I'm sick of emotion,
I don't want to be happy;
And now i don't think I like
the sound of 'you and me.'
I will wait it out
And look towards the future,
But this will end bad;
Trust me, I'm sure.
One of us will end up
Being incredibly hurt,
And I'm sure it will be me
Filling in the dirt.
These mixed emotions
Add to my pain,
And I know your work
Will be lost in vain.
I want to be with you,
But I don't think I'm ready.
And when you look my way,
What do you really see?
'Cause in my reflection,
I only see a hollow shell.
And when I see her eyes,
I can tell she's been through hell.
If you can deal with loving a ragdoll,
Well good for you!
But if you don't think you're happy,
Then that makes two,
I just don't know what it is
You see in me;
And I don't know if I'm broken,
But I don't need you to fix me.