Am I not good enough?

Am I not good enough?
Am I not worthy?
I really hate you.
I LOATHE you.

I am I not bad enough?
Am I not risky?
I really like you.
I LOVE you.

If you're reading,
you should understand how broken I am.

I try so hard to make my poems understandable.
Is this amateur?
Am I to mediocre to be here?

I read,
and most are happy.
I read,
and some are sad.
I read,
and wonder why poems are classified as 'happy'.