I confess that I love looking at people. They're interesting and attractive. I don't think it's creepy. It's appreciating beauty.
Then again, I confess that I might be creepy because sometimes, when someone is talking to me and I'm staring at them intently, it's because I want to dissect them. Mostly figuratively in a psychological sense though since that's really interesting too.
I confess that I feel I am not intelligent enough to be who I want to be. Or brave enough. People scare me. That's so weak.