Loved or Hated?

I walk into the room and I can just feel the stares. I don't even need to look around to know that everyone is glaring at me. The worst part is don't know why any of them have a problem with me. All I do is show up and spread positive energy, but yet no one enjoys my company. But I put on the fake smile once again and pretend that I don't know about all the animosity that's circling the room, though I genuinely care about all of them. And I let myself play this terrible game all over again.