Broken up, Day 60

I can't be like the other girls
My sweetness is inside
When it seems i'm resolved and,
You can't pierce my hide
I go home alone
And then I start to cry

I can't take a compliment
I'm so ungracious that way
I can't swallow jesting insults
My skin is thin that way
I can accommodate your life
My heart is spacious that way
But i can't live for you
My head is strong that way

I give into silence,
My heart is heavy that way
I try and talk through the spaces
I'm very social that way
I don't please myself often
I'm desperate that way
When i get low, i often get high
But when it comes down
I can't fight it, just cry