Learning to Like

I'm not afraid of the dark, or the outside world,
then why do I stand in fright?
What's so hard,
about learning to like?

Like a rabbit darting into it's hole,
I shy away from activity.
Except the type that I seek,
not the stuff that seeks out me.

whats so hard to see?
Why cant I find?
What I really want,
a guy who stays with me like a lemon and it's rind?

I want to find someone
who likes me for me.
Why do like guys,
who just cant appreciate who I be?

Whatever,
I've lost the will to care.
My heart is cut short,
just like my hair.