Why can't this love be real?

Gruesome habits plague me,

Leaving me no room to escape,

My fears strangle me as I beg for a breath of air,

But still you care about me,

Why?

I hate myself,

Most people do,

Why not you?

I have a incomprehensible phobia,

A problem,

Never letting go,

Of my sanity,

I know it’s beyond stupid,

I don’t know how it came to be,

Just that it’s a part of me.

So why don’t you care?

I know that I’m not them,

Or anyone worth recognition.

So why don’t you give up on me?

Even if you do forget me,

I love you,

And

I need you.

So now you can stab me in the back with that emotion but at least you know,

How I feel

(Which Xenosaga character is this:P It can be interpreted a lot of different ways.)