You wouldn't like me

I don't believe
I would like myself
If I met me
For you see
I'm bland

I can't hold a conversation 
And to my frustration 
I'm my own creation
For communication to me
Is like confrontation
And it feels like suffocation

It is no consolation 
That my declaration
Of my complication
Has not been taken
Into consideration
And you are mistaken 
If you think you are akin

I complain too much
When my life is great
But my voice won't cooperate
So I isolate myself again

Now not only can I not speak
But I am bleak
I'm truly unique
In that, I'm a freak

I feel out of place
In this space
I'll put on a straight face
Just in case
Someone sees
So, please
I'm a disgrace
And though I want to touch base
The pace of this race I run
Is too slow
Please won't you be
My coup de grâce

I'll keep moving
They won't know
I'll tiptoe solo
I'll be the sideshow
You won't remember
Like a shadow
I'll lie low
When you get the memo
I'll learn to let go