vent poem book thingy?

I'm sorry

I'm sorry
I'm too awkward
Too anxious
Too paranoid
To even talk to you
My eyes linger over to you during class
I can't concentrate
I've tried
I've failed
I'm too scared to try again
Too scared that you'll hate me
You said I wasn't being annoying
I don't believe that
I never believe that

You're too perfect
I'm on the verge of going insane
About how much I'm obsessed with you
Is it healthy? I can't tell
I get startled when you say "here" during attendance
You never talk
I still love hearing your voice
I never hear it

Is this love?
Or is this being desperate?
I don't know
How do I build up the confidence to try again?
I can't
I feel like you hate me
I can't help it
Too awkward
Too anxious
Too paranoid
To love you