I understand now.
You can't love someone who's broken.
If that person can't love themselves,
How could you possibly love them?
No one can love someone like me,
Not if they know.
That's why I hate telling people.
I want you to love me,
I want to find someone who cares enough to notice.
I can keep a secret.
I've kept this from so many,
It's not that hard.