I Like You. Oh, Wait, No I Don't.

I'm not so great with feelings,
I'm not too good with words;
I won't say that I love you,
Just because you're hurt;
I'm really not that caring,
In fact, I could care less;
I guess you'd have to know me,
To know I'm not a mess;
I wish that I was nicer,
But it wasn't meant to be;
Somehow, though, it's quite alright,
You're still drawn to me;
I just want to know why,
What do I have to give?
I'm really not that special,
I just know how to live;
But you're really not my type,
Even though I wish you could be;
Maybe I'll just stop this now,
Before you start to hate me.